On beauty

This past week-end, L-man and I were working side by side in the kitchen, tearing chicken off the bone to make one of his favourite meals, Chinese ginger chicken. There was a LOT of chicken to be prepared, since we were having friends over. In the quietness of our work, I asked him who, in this world, he considered to be a beautiful person.  His response was priceless: "You, mom. You and dad, that's who I can think of."

I went no further in my questioning, basking as I was in that moment.