Day 122
Some days, all you can do to find a happy spot in the day is to turn to the vanity. Yep. I didn't want to look like I was feeling awful, sad, hurt, distraught, or any other negative emotion inside. So I put in the contacts even though my eyes were tired and I knew the on and off crying would make them more uncomfortable. And I put on make-up, though I skipped the mascara as last week's huge streak of it all during sacrament meeting before I could get to water to get it off was lesson enough there.
But mostly, I wore that one twirly black dress outfit that is probably too flattering. Add to that the fact that I'd done a hair ritual in the morning, and my curls looked fabulous. I did a half up-do with a ribbon of the beautiful royal blue intertwined among it all.
And though I felt terrible, I looked amazing. It helped enough to make the day not only bearable, but even interspersed with happy times.
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