As I was washing my hands at the bathroom sink,
I glanced up and saw a nameless faceless image in the mirror.
Quickly I averted my eyes from the reflection staring back at me,
looking down into the sink to take a moment and comprehend what I saw.
I didn’t recognize the unfamiliar face with a large body attached.
There was once a beautiful vibrant young woman staring back at me.
She had so much potential. Where did she go?
Bravely I looked up again and see the image that has become me.
Staring at the image of me, I took me all in.
Reminiscing of who I used to be and what I have done.
Everything my image has accomplished, conquered and survived.
The mistakes and successes.
The good and the bad, happy and sad.
The years passed by quickly and all of a sudden I am here at the age I am.
Seemingly, missing much of the living my body did.
Never giving my body permission to live some of the life I lived.
But, there is no going back now.
No erasing the past.
Many years of living blended together transformed my new image staring back at me.
Like art, I have become more valuable from the years of living I have lived.
Not a monetary value, but the value from my experiences and wisdom I have gained.
Beauty lies within one’s spirit and soul,
and is in the eye of the beholder,
even if I am older.
Dust myself off.
Pick myself up.
Hold my head up high.
Love the new image staring back at me
transformed from all the living I have lived.
~written by Susan Walz
“I look forward to being older, when what you look like becomes less and less an issue and what you are is the point.” ~Susan Sarandon
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I look in the mirror and see the same thing… Where does time go, and how did I become this mess that I didn’t see coming? Then I shake it off and accept that I am who I am, and if no one else likes it, oh well. Can’t please them all. It’s what matters to me.
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Thank you for sharing. Yeah it is amazing to me how I got so old before I even knew it. Oops. It was like I woke up and am now this age. But it is okay because I have come back to life. Yay. Hugs, Sue
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Age is but a number, it’s all about how you feel inside. 🙂 That’s what counts.
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Beautiful. This is a very positive post. Accepting the past and moving on to the new you. Excellent!
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I am happy you liked it. Thank you for your kind words. Yes, I must accept what is, keep moving on, keep fighting and keep living. Working my way to thriving. Happy Saturday. Hugs, Sue
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Lovely.
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Thank you. I am happy you liked it. Have a happy Saturday. Hugs, Sue
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I LOVE this. I needed to read this for myself. Thank you. ❤
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You are very welcome and I am very happy you liked it. It means the world to me. Hugs, Sue ❤😊
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hugs sue this is beautiful. you have a beautiful way with words. I loved this. xxx
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Thank you very much I am very happy you liked it. Hugs, Sue
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