Once in a while I walk by a mirror and am shocked by what I see. In my mind’s eye I still look like I did when I was eighteen—without wrinkles, gray hair peeping through the brown, or the extra pounds I’ve accumulated since then. So when my real eyes see what’s looking back in the mirror, it’s easy to be surprised. I actually don’t mind the look of aging because I feel it shows what I’ve accomplished so far in my life.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Mirror, mirror
Today's assignment from Travelin'Oma (all caught up!).
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"The look of aging . . . shows what I've accomplished so far in my life." I love this phrase! I think it's sad that society has deemed aging an unlovely process. I am fascinated by older faces. (But I still don't recognize my own!)
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