One day when I was having a particularly hard day this summer, I got a "nice note" from a girl in my ward.
In big letters it said "YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL".
Now, I get told I'm beautiful sometimes.
And a lot of times when people tell me I'm beautiful, my heart is happy for a little bit, I thank them, and then I move on.
But when that girl wrote that on the post-it note, I thought to myself do I really BELIEVE that I am beautiful?
Because...truth be told....I don't always believe that.
And then I thought to myself: if I actually believed that I was beautiful...how much better of a person would I be? How would my actions change to reflect that I actually believed that I was beautiful?
I'm working on it...slowly. But one day I hope to able to say: I am truly, truly beautiful.