The miracle that happened yesterday

Something extraordinary has happened. I don’t know how (and at the moment I don’t much care) I am just so very grateful that it has The how I will work out later   We had old friends come and stay People I had known most of my life And whilst they hadn’t been close they had always been there, in the background   I was showing them two photo books that my children had done for me One for our 30th wedding anniversary (14 years ago) and one for my 60^th Birthday, photos of me with my grandchildren, messages and drawings from them My friends were exclaiming how beautiful the photos were How photogenic I was How wonderful my children, their partners and my grandchildren are What a beautiful family I had amassed around me And as I say all the time, the lonely only child that I was has given her grandchildren what she so desperately wanted People around to love and support her   I replied with ‘Oh, I hate looking at photos of me’. There is one photo missing. Only one of the 10 grandchildren that I am not holding the day they were born, I remember that day, remember when I said, ‘don’t take a photo of me, I look terrible’. A hole in this document of my life because I was so concerned about how I looked rather than me exclaiming my adoration of this new angel that had arrived in my life.   After the visitors left I sat alone and looked through those books And this is where the extraordinary thing happened As I looked at the photos I saw what they saw I saw beautiful photos of a very happy person A person who was sitting in so much joy with these angels that had come into her life I saw photos of a beautiful person   (I will admit that I did notice tiny specks of food in my teeth in some!) But for me Miss I Hate How I Look in Photos Yesterday was a day that changed the way I saw myself I think it had been coming for awhile But yesterday I had arrived I had complete acceptance for myself I had finally found what I work with my clients to find I could see that spark of the divine that was me