Breathtaking

So, yesterday was P-day for my missionary.
For those of you who don't know what that means it's kind of their day off. P=Preparation, so on that day they can write friends and family and they can e-mail as well. 
Trent and I had our usual e-mail session which actually was cut short. I honestly believe it's because he had nothing better to say.  And as usual I had been profusely apologizing for something I'd said in last weeks letter.  To which he once again replied that I didn't need to apologize, because it was completely fine. K, fine.

I went through the rest of my day, and it was great, I worked out some stuff with my degree, finished a paper that was two weeks late as it is.  Had a nice final class for one of my classes.   Then we got out early and I came home and then went to a ward activity since it was our closing social and, frankly, I haven't had the time to go and I thought I should say goodbye to this ward and make some final happy memories.

(We went roller skating btw, and I felt, quite a bit. But it was fun.)

Anyway, got home and was surprised to find another e-mail from Trent. The reason being he had access to a computer because he's spending this week at the office.  So, he had permission to get back on, and he didn't say much.  But the last thing he did say made my heart skip a beat.  This is what he said:

"Did you know you're so beautiful it takes my breath away?"

Naturally I was flattered, and then thankful that i have such a kind boy.  But when I woke up this morning the thought hit me.
Am I seriously so stunningly beautiful that I can make Trent breathless?

My first reaction was to tell myself that was how Trent is, but as I thought about it it occurred to me that all women are beautiful in their own way, and stunning in their own way.  And there is one person who will catch their breath while looking at us.  We don't need to be a Kiera Knightly  or [place name of most beautiful actress from your perspective here]  because, well they have makeup artists. And most of the time they are fake individuals as it is.

Trent helped me to figure out I was truly beautiful.  And beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder.  We can easily find some type of fault with ourselves.  For me, I could always afford to lose a few pounds, and get into shape.  But Trent hasn't cared about what jean size I wear, because he sees me as who I truly am.  And the right man in your life will remind you of that.  It's our job to believe it, even if we don't have someone right now, it is possible to see yourself as you truly are, and that is beautiful.

As I was writing this, I thought of this video I saw this morning on a friend's blog, and I feel like it applies to the term Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it was a good reminder to me that while we're all different, we're all so beautiful.  Please watch.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=litXW91UauE&feature=player_embedded

Wasn't that amazing? So let's make a goal to being the stunning and breathtaking women we are.