Beautiful

Rarely would I describe grocery shopping as a beautiful experience.
Today, while coming down the escalator at a supermarket, a
sight in the bakery department moved me. As I looked down into the
first level, I saw a father standing behind his son's wheelchair. His
son, an adult, had his ankles tied to his wheelchair and lacked control
of his arms. The father leaned down and kissed his son on the cheek.
I stood in awe of the father's open display of love
towards his physically imperfect son, knowing that the father saw him
as perfect and beautiful.