"I woke up this morning and there was an old woman staring back at me. So I pulled out every jar, stick and tube and then there she was: an old woman wearing make-up. I rummaged through the closet and found an old favorite hat to put on. Ah hah! I said when I had positioned it at a jaunty angle. And now there was an old woman wearing a great hat."
I love how this short piece transitions from all the adjustments we might make as aging women facing our reflection... to a realization that acceptance is always there, if we choose it. Thank you!
I love this image. You are so bang on about how we see ourselves and what we miss sometimes. It is the beauty of seeing all of who we are in the mirror that makes the picture perfect. Thanks Carol.
You’re welcome! 😘
"I woke up this morning and there was an old woman staring back at me. So I pulled out every jar, stick and tube and then there she was: an old woman wearing make-up. I rummaged through the closet and found an old favorite hat to put on. Ah hah! I said when I had positioned it at a jaunty angle. And now there was an old woman wearing a great hat."
I love how this short piece transitions from all the adjustments we might make as aging women facing our reflection... to a realization that acceptance is always there, if we choose it. Thank you!
thx 🥰🥰🥰
I love this image. You are so bang on about how we see ourselves and what we miss sometimes. It is the beauty of seeing all of who we are in the mirror that makes the picture perfect. Thanks Carol.
Thanks so much! Means a lot:)