Today, I dolled myself up. A ‘pick me up’ if you will. It’s been a tough sixteen months since I injured myself.
I put on my new orange dress a knit sweater and went out… grocery shopping. Not the best place to wear a pretty outfit but after being in pain for so long and still struggling without a cane for support, I wanted to do something for myself.
The last year and a half I’ve lived with leg braces and pain. My knees looked horrible, swollen and painful and peeked out under the dress. But I wanted to feel pretty, a least for a moment. I let my husband do the major part of the shopping, then sat down while he stood in line to pay for our purchases.
A lovely lady came up to me. “Oh, you look gorgeous in that outfit. I just had to tell you how much I love it.” Then she skidded away into a sea of faces.
I haven’t smiled so much in a very long time. I don’t dress to please other people, I dress for myself and today I wanted a pick me up.
She gave it to me in spades.
I’ve always made it a point to tell someone ‘I like your shoes/boots/dress/haircut’ but I’ve never had someone say it to me.
Thank you, kind lady. I will continue passing the good feeling along.
And by the way… You look fabulous today.
