“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” -Thoreau
I see a beautiful sunset.
She sees art.
I see the end of the day.
She sees colors mixing perfectly into a serene skyline.
I see a calm, peaceful atmosphere.
She sees things on such a deeper level than me, more than peaceful, more than calm.
I see my daughter growing up into a brilliant, strong-willed, independent, creative individual.
She sees a person with flaws who is “okay.”
I see her struggles with choosing who she wants to be.
She sees the limitations on what she wants to do because she is only 15 but feels so much wiser.
I see an amazing young lady who doesn’t give up easily and wants so many great things for the world.
She sees things that apparently I don’t understand.
One picture, two people, different thoughts.