I have come to the age where I do not trust my vision to determine if my make-up looks like that of an old lady. (You know the kind of old lady I am talking about.) So this Sunday as I shared the bathroom with Holly and Hannah in getting ready for church, I asked them to check my eye shadow. I shut my eyes and I felt their fingertips gently slide across my eyelids to blend the color a bit. Suddenly Hannah exclaimed: Mom, What is wrong with your eye!?" Sensing Hannah's horror, Holly quickly answered: "Hannah those are wrinkles, Mom is old!" Apparently Hannah didn't like the fact that half of the skin on my face moved with her finger. I wasn't offended. In fact, I was pleased that Hannah hadn't really "noticed" the wrinkles and saggy skin prior to this incident. Keeping my feelings in mind, Holly sweetly added: "Hannah, mom looks good for a fifty-three year old." Having my daughters check my make-up, seeing my imperfections, and acknowledging my advancing years made me love them a little bit more for some reason.
My face shows wear and tear, but I still feel like a silly, gullible girl much of the time. I often wonder how old will I have to be to acquire wisdom, or am I destined to always be a silly, gullible girl.
Lori you are so beautiful! You don't look anywhere near 53 years old. I would never have described you as silly or gullible. You are FUN, HAPPY, KIND, LOVING...pretty much glowing in my eyes =), and oh so wise. Such an amazing mother, and so strong! I've already learned so much from you! Thank you for being just the way you are!!
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