I was looking at myself in the mirror, noticing new little - TopicsExpress



          

I was looking at myself in the mirror, noticing new little wrinkles here and there. I caught myself thinking Oh crap. More?!. Then I began to see my Grandmothers face. Her beautiful, soulful, sweet, happy face. I never noticed her wrinkles when I was a child as she bent over me teaching me how to cook, iron a shirt, admiring a picture I had drawn or laughing as she hugged me and kissed me on the top of my head. And still, when I look up at her picture that hangs in a place of honor, respect and love on my wall I do not see her wrinkles. I see her life. I see my Mothers life, my uncles lives, my brothers and sisters lives, my cousins lives and my life written on her face. Everything good and everything bad we did is proudly displayed there for the world to see. She carried our history with her wherever she went...Sooo...If my granddaughter sees me the way I am for the rest of her life and sees me as the same beautiful,soulful, sweet and happy face she knows now...I can live with a few wrinkles.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 21:21:37 +0000

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