05/27/2026
You know, today Mommy said something that really touched me. I was getting ready to take this picture in my favorite red crocheted dress – she made it herself, stitch by stitch, with so much love. When she saw me ready, her eyes lit up.
She picked me up, gave me one of those really tight hugs and said, in a soft, loving voice: 'My little one, you are beautiful. As beautiful as any other girl in the world. ❤️'
I kept thinking about it... I smiled at her, but silently, a question arose in my heart. I see the other girls at school, on the street. They are so different from me. Sometimes I feel like people look at me differently, you know?
So, I sat here on the rug, in my sunny little corner, and reflected on her words. I know Mommy loves me and that she thinks I'm beautiful because she's my mom. But I want to feel that she's right, deep down.
The photo you're seeing is from when I was thinking about this. It's an honest question I asked myself, and now I'm asking you: Am I truly beautiful, like all the other girls? 🥺
I really want to believe that I am. I want to feel that my smile, my unique way, and even this dress, made with so much love, are as beautiful as anything in the world.