Having been a sun worshipper and a smoker all of my adult life, my mirror recently seems to be shining a spotlight on the crows feet around my eyes and various other creases and folds upon my face. I could change the light bulbs to a lower wattage, but unfortunately, I seem to be having a little difficulty seeing in dim light these days. Ahhh the curses of aging.
I think back to about 10 years ago. I saw an elderly woman (probably in her mid 70's). It was at a bowling center, and she was in the lane next to me. She had more wrinkles on her face than there are stars in the sky. Deep, well defined creases . . . . and she was Beautiful! I was mesmerized by her. Each line seemed to tell a story, and the sparkle in her eyes held so much life. The smile on her face was joyful, yet I knew instinctively that she had seen much pain. I remember thinking to myself, "I hope I can age as gracefully as her".
But now . . . looking in the mirror I'm irritated. And I wonder if that lady from 10 years ago was irritated when she looked in the mirror? Her beauty seemed so effortless.
Now that I think about it, her beauty was from within, and it was the lens that surrounded her that I was seeing her through.
Note to self:
1. Work on the inner beauty
2. Until that's taken care of, change the light bulbs in the bathroom.