Awakened by a blessing
There’s a bagel shop near my daughters’ school where I sometimes grab a cup of coffee while killing time between appointments. I’m not sure how many times I had passed through the shop’s glass doorway before I finally noticed a sticker that someone had stuck there at eye level.
“You are beautiful,” it announced, bestowing a blessing on me as I passed.
As I walked toward my car after seeing that sticker for the first time, I realized that its message was working on me. I actually felt beautiful, which is something I hadn’t felt in ages, if at all.
