Oh , where does the time go! The million dollar question. I can not believe that Valentines is soon upon us. I am still trying to come to terms with the fact that Christmas is over! I looked in the mirror and noticed that I have become old!! Yes , I am so gray along my part and in the morning my eyes are so dark underneath and many many lines ........ I am in my late thirties so how did this happen? I have two young boys and sure they are a handful . I should not complain. We should embrace these rights of passage. These stamps of time are the words to our lifes story...... right? I always love to see pictures of people as they age.... you can read them without even hearing their voice. Every line , every gray hair ..... they all compile a lifetime of their work. Society seems to make us cover this up ..... keep the book closed so to speak. We should feel o.k. with these little reminders that our story is getting deeper and richer.
I will embrace these gray hairs, and I am going to laugh and smile despite the lines that appear along my eyes. I am a writer and my story will be told.
Embrace who you are despite what you think you should be. You are the storyteller..... be heard.