When I was pregnant with my first child, an elderly woman walked up to me and said, “You look radiant, dear! I wish you all the luck in the world.” It was the only time in my life when I actually felt beautiful. I felt good about myself. I felt that for once in my life I was doing something special, worthwhile. I’m bringing new life into the world. Soon I’d have a child that I would love unconditionally, and she would love me back.
That compliment came back to me when I was carrying my second child, my son. A friend of mine told me that I looked beautiful but I didn’t feel the same about myself as I did the first time around, mostly because the ex and I were having issues and I was very stressed. I remembered the elderly woman who told me I looked radiant 3 years prior. Instantly, I felt better about myself, and my situation. Unfortunately, my little family was minus one (my ex) a few years later.
Being Aunt Debbie 
Very nice! The ultimate compliment I’ve been given (twice) is being called a “mensch,” Yiddish for the highest praise a man could ever get, and I’m a gentile. It means the world to me.
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Awesome! Thank you for sharing!
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30 or so years ago, someone at church greeted me with “Hi, Beautiful!” I pooh-poohed it, saying that I didn’t FEEL beautiful, but he and his wife instructed me that I should always accept people’s compliments and thank them. This is the first time I realized I was learning something wise from a younger person: Thanking someone for their compliment honors THEM.
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It’s hard sometimes but I always say thank you. At my doctor appt. the other day, my NP said, ” You look good!” I thanked her but I wanted to smart off and ask, ” Compared to what?” 😂🤣
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