As I drove downtown this evening, looking for today’s picture, I saw this sign and knew I had to get a shot of it. So I parked my car a little ways away and started walking towards this building. As I walked there, this older lady yelled across the street “Whatcha taking pictures of? You gonna take a picture of me?” I honestly didn’t want to talk to her. So I said I was getting a picture of the sign and ignored her. And then I started thinking about the sign and the lady, and I wish I had gotten a picture of her. I wish I had talked to her. I wish I hadn’t ignored her. Because as the sign says, she was beautiful. Everyone is, in their own way. If we would just really look at a person and see past whatever is holding us back from interacting with them, we might see something beautiful. How many times have you or I looked at a person and thought they were ugly, or were afraid of them because they looked different from ourselves, or avoided them, or looked down on them or pitied them? I have no idea who they are, but I judge them. I don’t even give them a chance. I need to stop that. I need to start seeing the beauty in them. Because everyone has some beauty.