A Few of the Beautiful People Around Me

He's standing on the black cylinder that goes with an Indo-board. (I don't know what it's called, but he probably does. He knows a lot of things and he'll surprise you by talking about about a topic you never expected to come from him.) But he's just standing on it, as if it were a tree stump, or a rock, or whatever else makes you think of something sturdy and solid. He's brilliant. That's the adjective I have for him. His creativity is unique and his mind will follow paths none other could design. He can be pretty ostentatious. He's the boy old people glare at in the store. But today I saw him hold a little boy's hand and listen patiently to a story.


The world's definition of beautiful wouldn't include her. Because she isn't bronzed, buff, and bootylicious. But I don't think she wants to be. With a small nose, large eyes, and refined features, she delicately put together, and she's beautiful. The fact that she isn't on the cover of Glamour or Vogue isn't even worthy of the title "minor detail." She's quiet and intriguing. She makes you wonder who she is, and it's worth it to find out.


Where does one start when they speak of this boy? He's the guy everyone knows and likes. If they don't like him, they don't have a good reason. They couldn't possibly have a good reason. People love him because they want to love him. It's not that's he's the world's biggest suck-up. He's just that charismatic and that fun and that...everything. You choose to love this boy. You choose to love him because his selflessness is almost tangible, his humor is the kind you smile at when you'd rather not, and because he's the real-life best friend of your dreams.


You see short and tiny and think quiet. Well, she is kinda quiet. But in the soft spoken not barely spoken way. If you ask a question, expect a thoughtful but blunt and simply put answer. To look at her face is to see innocence. It's like a dictionary definition of rosy cheeks and wide, wondering eyes. That's her beauty.


He can be a little silly, a little out there. All that goes to great use though. He's really creative and his abilities with technology are a big heaping serving of help to those around him. And he's willing to help. He'll do things for no compensation, no reward. I truly believe he would do all your laundry, clean your whole house, pay a couple bills, and never, ever tell you.


This girl. Well, she's gorgeous. Tall and thin and beautiful. But that's all I can say about her outward appearance, I don't want to waste any more time on that. If she were an appliance, she'd be a cotton candy machine. Always in the middle of the party and making people smile. She's just hilarious. But she's also the girl you call in the middle of the night because you can't sleep and you need someone to talk to. She's my best friend, and she's beautiful.


I think this boy matures daily. Talking to him makes me feel young and foolish sometimes, though he's younger. I don't know what it is about him. Maybe it's not something about him, Maybe it's just him. But I think it's the God he follows, chooses to follow, and his desire to tell you about it.


I'm always learning something new about this woman. She's a daredevil. I mean, I don't think she's ever jumped off a cliff or tried to hold her breath underwater for like, 3 minutes or anything like that, but she's always trying new things. She wants to learn and grow through experience. She's beautiful. She welcomes people in her home ALL THE TIME. All the time. ALL the time. That kind of warmth and pleasure in simply serving others is g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s.


He's a helper. What I mean is, if you need help, with anything, ask him. He'll say yes. He seems like he'd love to say yes, as if he's been waiting to help you, as if he wants to help you. The thing is, I believe he really would love to help you, he really has been waiting, and he truly wants to help you. I think I know one other person like that. Maybe. This kid, well, he's awesome.


She always wants to smile. Always. She wants you to smile too. And you will. You could try not to, but I don't know why you would. She's got some tough stuff in her life. Tougher than I've ever had. But she's still bright and bubbly and beautiful. She can't help it. She embodies joy. IT IS WHO SHE IS.


He's hard-working. He does what he enjoys, not just what he's good at. He's easy to listen to and easy to talk to, like the big brother you want. Spending time with him is relaxed and simple and pressure-free. Like you're sitting with a person who already understands and won't ask you to explain your life, just to enjoy the small part of it you spend with him.


Goodness gracious this girl, no, I say, this woman, is intelligent. She's a good student, but she's more than that. She just knows. How to handle her self and her life, how to lead and how to follow, how to sing and how to dance, how to love and how to heal. She knows how to, and she's good at it.


It's hard to talk about this boy. Usually I have tons to say about him, but just now, it's hard to find the right things to say about him, and the right ways to say them. When I spoke of the other Beautiful People around me, I saw only their assets and wonderfulnesses, but I've seen so much of this guy that everything comes to mind. The good the bad the terrible the great the beautiful and the ugly. He's taught me sooooo much, and one of the best things I've learned from him is that humans come with lots of ideas and issues. But mostly, they come with hearts. And to me, that's why he's beautiful.


If there were ever a human that I could intellectually sit at the feet of and just listen in awe, it would be her. Her profound statements and views about life, love, and Jesus amaze and astound me. Her ability to interpret and articulate Scripture is sweet and refreshing to hear. Your ear taste-buds really will drink it up. She's ravishing.


He's a teacher and a leader and a boss and a giant step-taker. but I think he's also a student and a follower and a worker and a baby step-taker. I think he'd prefer if you viewed him that way. The love he holds for his wife and family is something to aspire to. Yes, he holds love. In his hands. He'll give it to you when he can, because that's what he believes in and wants to share with you.


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These are just some of the Beautiful People around me. There are so many more, but I'm afraid one of my flaws might be my inability to do everyone justice. I couldn't possibly tell you about the Beautiful People I know.
Funny how when you say "beautiful" kinda slow and drawn out, the first part sounds like "Bee-you." So be you. All of you, be you. Don't be anyone else, because I see parts of your beauty the way you are. I wish I could see all of it. I wish we all could see each other's complete and whole beauty, but I think that privilege is reserved for the non-humans among us.
Thank you for letting me write about you, even though I didn't really ask in the first place. I learned today (and all the other days it took me to finish this delicate post). Thank you, for being beautiful.