Upon Further Inspection

I'm not on some conceited trip or trying to say that I'm some great beauty, but I'm very much at peace with what now greets me in the mirror.

Earlier I noticed it was a good hair day. But upon further inspection I also see it's a good face day. A damn good face day. When I was a young girl thinking about my future, this is the 50-ish face I had hoped one day to have.

Framed by wild curly greying long hair, my face bears the normal amount of sun, and wrinkles around the eyes. But the sparkle that they emit-- as if I'm the only one who's in on some cosmic joke, was decades in the making. Once surreptitiously treasured, and now celebrated.

Your values are on your face. You project your inner being. If your reflection in the mirror isn't satisfactory, try fixing the insides first.

Also as a young girl I had hoped to keep my simple 1960's values (that were honed on the commune) of "Live and Let Live", "Whatever gets you through the night", "If in abundance, share it around", "What's mine is yours", "Love is all there is". We literally live by these creeds. It goes against most of what we see in these current times, Where the majority of people that are around you appear completely foreign to you, but it still serves me and my family here on 'High Hopes' quite well.

Staring back at me is warmth, compassion, intelligence, peace, satisfaction, love. Not a bad legacy.