Day One: Eyes

Day One: Eyes

I have pretty blue eyes.

I love my blue eyes. When I see them, I don’t just see any old pair of blue eyes. I see my family, my heritage, my past and my future all in one. My family is hardcore Irish, like super duper Irish, old school Catholic Irish folk. Our blue eyes are part of our ancestry. Both of my parents have blue eyes; all four of my grandparents had blue eyes. My boyfriend has blue eyes, which means that one day our children will also have blue eyes.

Even though I have no control over it, I hope that one day my grandchildren will have blue eyes.

I love my blue eyes because I know they make my boyfriend swoon. I love them because they look good when I use brown eyeliner. My eyes pop when I wear blue or green or purple, and when I dyed my hair red they doubled in intensity.

My eyes are one of my favorite features.

Challenge to my Readers:

Today, compliment someone on their eyes. Everyone loves to get a compliment about their skirt/shirt/shoes/jewelry. But when you compliment someone on their eyes, you’re assuring them that you aren't just looking at how nice their body or clothes are. You are making an intimate, non-physical contact with them; complimenting their eyes proves that you had to look them in the eyes.

After all, the eyes are the windows to the soul. If you compliment someone’s eyes, you’re really complimenting their soul.