What She is, and What She Isn't

That is what I learned this weekend.  I learned that the virtues and qualities of my daughter are finally being recognized and appreciated.  I learned that beauty doesn't have to be devoid of intelligence and grace.

I learned that an entire audience can catch their breath at the same time, while listening to my angel sing with an angelic voice. 

I learned that you don't need to be a seasoned, groomed, polished pageant contestant to finish strong.  I learned that sometimes the victory lies in the overcoming of fear and insecurity. I learned that my family is strong; that we rally together, each member contributing to support one another.

I wouldn't have changed a thing.  In reviewing the events of the past weekend, everything was exactly how I would have chosen it to be.

My youngest daughter, Miranda, participated in the Miss Rexburg Scholarship Program, and she was a finalist, winning the title of Second Runner-up, which came with honor, a certificate, a bouquet of beautiful flowers, a decent monetary prize, and the best part, no commitment to remain in Rexburg for the coming year.  So everyone won something.

But I think Miranda won the most of all.