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  • My mother always used to tell me how beautifull i was as a baby. In all different occusions of my life she repeated with love "You were the most beautiful baby i had ever seen, and i loved you so much". When i was sad, angry, desperate or ill she would put her best smile to tell me how beautifull child i was.
    I never believed her , i never thought my self to be beautiful and i used to get very angry with all this talking around my looks.
    Only years later i could understand that these were her own comforting words to my hard child world of hospital rooms , doctors and ugly ,tired faces of children in pain. Her words to make me believe that i was beautiful despite of my clinical condition , her words to make her believe that i will stay healthy and beautiful despite of what doctors said..
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