Stupid thing. All it shows is . . .
More gray.
More age spots.
More sag.
More wrinkles.
Aren't I getting too old to be vain? Shouldn't I be embracing my maturity, delighting in the joy of many good years? Bleh.
And why do I only do this to myself?
When I think about women older than me, I don't gravitate to their age spots or skin (unless I'm admiring the softness). I see the person, the way their eyes shine when they laugh or how the wrinkles around their mouth accentuate their smile. I appreciate their wisdom, their quiet strength which doesn't have to tell you what they've been through, their gentleness, their empathy, their warmth. I don't look at other women the way I look at myself. Why do I do it to me?
How can I be this old and still get caught in the vanity trap?
Stupid mirror? No. Stupid Tami.
2 comments:
I do that too! I'm worse with photographs though oh goodness!
I saw an old friend from school Christmas night and thought "wow! She hasn't changed a bit!" I'm sure she looks in the mirror and thinks she has though.
Jules, I don't know anyone who DOESN'T scrutinize themselves in the mirror. You called that right.
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