The Beauty She Carries

“How Beautiful!” My fashion fanatic friend exclaimed to me after seeing my new pair of Armani jeans in my closet. Just like my friend Jane, everyone in this chaotic world is fascinated with beauty whether it is external or internal. Beauty is universal, has no language, and can be inspirational. Some people find beauty in the physical appearance, nature, art, music, vehicles, but my mother’s beauty is incomparable to all.
My mom is Irene Franco, a five feet tall, gorgeous Hispanic woman with features so intense they make her undeniably beautiful. Her silky brown, wavy hair goes perfect with her free spirit personality. Her hair is so soft it always reminds me of the smoothness of a peacock feather. Her glance is so powerful because of her almond shaped eyes. I can always look into her eyes and know who I am and where I come from. Her smile however, is her best feature. Every time my mother smiles, my dad drifts off talking about how that was what initially attracted him to her when her first met her. Along with her facial features, she is always dressed immaculately.
My mother’s beauty goes way further than just her external appearance. She is very understanding and has a greater drive for success than anyone I have met. She has taught me that life is full of greatness and that everything has a solution. When my father abandoned us, she definitely stepped up and became both mother and father to me. My mom left her country to give me a better life and has sacrificed herself continuously for me. At times, she would work to jobs to make sure I could have all the things I needed. My mom attended every school event from Head Start and throughout all of my high school years. She comforted me and wiped my tears every time I cried. She showed me that giving up should never be an option or solution, and to always carry on no matter what the situation is. Her perseverance is the most beautiful trait she possesses.
Throughout life, I have seen beauty in numerous things, but none of them compare to the beauty I see in my mother. She carries both physical and internal beauty, something that is very rare to discover in a human being in today’s society. She accepts who she is and is proud of the person she has become. My mother always tells me “love you appearance just as it is mija, and don’t try to blend in to satisfy others.” My mom may not realize it, but she is my role model. I hope one day I can become as beautiful as she is. She is a woman of good faith, strong, loving, and altogether the most beautiful creature I have met in this world.