I don’t have crow’s feet…
I have happy happy memories of laughing with friends until the tears flowed.
I don’t have frown lines…
I have the marks of my frustration and confusion – of which I came through – smiling in the end.
I am not ‘going’ grey…
I have shimmering highlights of wisdom, dashed throughout my hair.
I don’t have scars…
I have symbols of the strength I was able to find, when life got tough.
I don’t have stretch marks…
I have the marks of motherhood; the most fulfilling and terrifying time of my life. My tiger stripes of love.
I don’t have fat rolls…
I have the evidence of a life filled with abundance, blessings and good times.
I am not simply forgetful…
I have a mind so full of stories, memories and moments there is scarce room to hold much else.
I am not old…
I am blessed – with a life of great length – something not everyone can say.
Don’t change the way you look, change the way you see.
