The very last thing I have been concerned with over the last months was my appearance. This morning, realising that I have started a tan I decided to use this lovely little iPad to take a selfie to compare before and after!
Gosh...the last few months are easy to see, reflected in my face...
Until this morning I hadn't realised just how old I am. Lines, bags and sags are all there. You can't go through months of grief and strain without the visible evidence.
I am not complaining about this....I wear my lines with pride....each new wrinkle represents the strain and grief of six months pain.
I am an old woman....as you can clearly see...
Old trees, furniture, houses and churches are all capable of being lovely...so there is something to aim at!
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3 comments:
Jean you are indeed lovely and I don't see an old woman there but a woman of character and grace.
Oh dear....thank you so much...
Jean, you're the best argument against using Botox I've ever seen. Every picture tells a story, good and bad are reflected there.
You really wouldn't want to be a wise, intelligent old biddy with a smooth empty 20 year old face would you?
Don't hurry to answer that:)
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