The world was black and white, but then I saw her. My mom, my mom is the most beautiful woman I know. Raven black hair, that catch brownish highlights in the sun. The warmest honey brown eyes, that always make me feel safe and loved, at top of that a gentle glorious smile, that lights up the room with sparkles and a warm embrace of motherly love. Everytime my mom brags about feeling ugly, it makes my stomach twist in knots. Because the compliment I love the most is being told I look like my gorgeous , kind hearted mom.