This week's prompt from The Gypsy Mama is....
When I Look In The Mirror I See....
GO.
When I look in the mirror, I see a girl not so girlish any more.
I see 10 more pounds that my 30 year old self seems to have tacked on for "warmth."
I see the beginning of this double chin, which is SO NOT HAPPENING! ;)
I see the lines, wrinkles, blemishes on my face.
My mother calls them laugh lines. She has them too. She says, "Maybe I shouldn't have laughed so much."
I am glad she did. Because when I look at my face, I see my mother's eyes, her smile, AND her laugh lines.
When I look at my hands, they are my mother's -- those beautiful hands that held me when I was broken, that embraced me when I felt alone, that welcomed me when I came home from my many travels.
When I look in the mirror, I see my history...sometimes history isn't always as "beautiful" as we hope it would be....on the surface at least.
But it is beautiful, isn't it?
Beautiful because the lines, the wrinkles, the fragility have marked a life lived.
STOP.
Would you like to join in? You can. It's simple. Just set your timer for 5 minutes. Write out your heart, and then link up at The Gypsy Mama & let me know if you do so I can read your story too!
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