Most of us grew up hearing about the value of inner beauty -- perhaps not as much as I did, or without as much emphasis... I wasn't a homely girl at all, I'm told, but I wasn't at all popular. To this day, I remember the sting of the chiding cheerleaders that day they bounced into the bathroom my freshman year as I was refreshing my lipgloss. "Don't bother!" one said, and they all giggled. It would have been less painful--and less enduring--if she had punched me in the face... It's silly how much I still think of that... Why? Is it our vanity or our pride that is most injured by such attacks? " Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us." (note: I am POSITIVE that my heavily educated son would be put out with me, as I almost made the error of attributing that q
Finding growth, joy and purpose in impossible places