Thirty years ago, I met a stunning woman, Nesrin, who became my wife and the mother of our kids. Since the beginning, I have called her gorgeous (among other, less flattering names LOL). A few years later, Daniela, our oldest, and lsabela, our youngest inherited their mother’s pet name, and all three, became gorgeous 1, 2, and 3.
Today as grown-ups, the girls have learned from a great teacher. All three have similar mannerisms, the same lively and bold personality, and -funny- they look exactly alike. They have become so similar that plenty of times, I have to do a double-take to see which one I’m talking to as I walk into a room.
When I use the word gorgeous, all three know that I’m calling them or talking about them. Now it has even become a game in my head: when I see them all sitting around the kitchen table, I call out gorgeous, and all three in unison turn around. At that moment, I smile with joy in my head, say “nothing, nothing” and walk away.
Well, little do they know, I use the word gorgeous because in my eyes all three are beautiful, but most importantly, all three are kind and strong women that I admire; I use it as an acronym for:
- Unique and
To all my gorgeous girls, never change, you all three are amazing women. Never forget that your smile is what makes life beautiful :)
I love you all!