I entered a small cafe, bought a cup of coffee. There were a couple of locals. Suddenly, an old woman looked at me smiling. She was the mother of the owner of this small business, she felt like home there.
What do you see looking at this old woman?
A mother, grandmother, an old human being. One can even say - a dying personality. But she shows, first of all, the simple beauty will all its perfect imperfections - snow hair, wrinkles, freckless, yellow skin. I bet she is kind hearted.
Do you see it now?