It is strange to see a picture of yourself that is not what you think you look like. My, my when did all this happen?
Oh well, a space and a place for myself. A space to sound off and a place to be.
I am not sure when I started to age, but I recently realized that I am not so worried about what other people think about me. I realize that everyone is part saint and sinner; brave and afraid; happy and sad; mentally well and mentally imbalanced; feisty and pollyanna, and on and on it goes. So my character flaws really don't stand out as much as I think. We are all trying to live, learn, grow and succeed at those things that matter most to us. Maybe I am not aging as much as my picture shows, but rather I am finally maturing.
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