As a woman, I know that it takes time and effort and sometimes pain to be pretty. Have you ever walked down the HBA aisle at your local store? It looks a lot like those “adult toy stores” that cater to freaks like me. But that’s not what I wanted to talk about today.
I have allergies. Pollen is my nemesis. My eyes water. My nose runs and is stuffy (I still don’t understand how it can do both at the same time, but it does). I sneeze so hard that on more than one occasion I have pulled a muscle. Spring sucks. It’s my favorite time of the year.
That wasn’t sarcasm. I love spring. It’s so pretty. I love the flowers and green grass and all the other things that my body tries to reject. My house has at least one dogwood tree on each side. I spend a lot of time gazing at the beautiful blooms. That makes all of my misery worth it. Beautiful things are sometimes worth the pain they cause.
How much pain do you endure for something beautiful?