You are beautiful, you know that? And I don't mean in the way that people look in magazines. Hell, physical beauty fades. We get older, our faces change. Our bodies will never be perfect, and that's ok; perfect doesn't exist. None of that matters. I'm talking about your mind. Your 3am thoughts - the fears, the hopes, the hurt. The scars that show how many times you went to battle for someone you loved, even when it was hard. The way you wake up each day and choose kindness and compassion, even in the face of cruelty. I'm talking about your soul. The way you relentlessly pursue that which keeps a fire burning within you, infusing everything you do with passion. There is a light that shines out from inside of you, did you know that? And, you see, - it makes me want to live more wholeheartedly, more courageously, more brightly, too. Because if I ever aspire to be more beautiful, then all I hope is to be more like you.
~Kristen Robinson
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