Beauty Is...

So...Kendra had to do a project for her art class. Her topic: "Beauty is..."
She asked me for ideas and I, of course, was barely any help considering I have maybe one creative bone in my entire body. But her and her friends sat there for a while, along with me and Wesley, an she told me that she knew what she was going to do. She asked if pictures were considered art, and I told her that if she could justify it as being artistic than it was art. She had her idea.
So she worked for a week on her project, and then she brought it home for me to critique. It was all that I could do to keep myself from crying.
Her project, titled Beauty is... was a pair of black and white photographs. They were pictures from Wesley's second birthday party, with me and Kristen in them.
I may be sappy and overemotional, but it speaks volumes to me that Kendra, as cynical, biased, and overprotective of me as she is, sees beauty in my family, even when that family has, for lack of a less hurtful term, fallen apart. She sees the beauty in our love for each other and our unconditional love for our child, regardless of what we go through together.
Here's to beauty, and here's to love.