when I look at me . . .
I see an older version of me staring back in the mirror, when did I become this age?
I see a mom, to a small baby girl, who has grown to become an amazing young woman.
I see a wife, who is married to a wonderful man, who was the absolute right choice all those years ago.
I see a photographer, who photographs the world around her trying to find the good and pretty in a mixed up, crazy and scary world.
I see a cancer survivor, who is missing part of her eyebrows, a daily reminder that I am a survivor, this is the person I see staring back at me . . .
Who do you see staring back at you?
Thank you for stopping by, taking your time to share in my world, my thoughts and views.
Until we meet again . . .