“My mama said that I am beautiful. “ And you know what? She has a point. Beauty is not all about perfect hair or bright eyes. True beauty lives in an innocent smile, in the twinkle of the eyes, in the little hug that warms the soul. Every child carries a universe of light inside them. Some people only see the difference. But a mother… a mother sees on. She sees strength, where others see fragility, she sees purity, where others see only a detail. I am beautiful because my smile carries hope because I spread love in every little gesture. And in my mother’s heart there is no doubt: I am the most beautiful gift in her life. And maybe this is what we all need to learn: to see with the eyes of love.