I have to be honest and say that I liked to look good to other people and there are times that I am not sure I am in a place that would have me fit for “public consumption.” But I am getting better. I used to literally walk around my house, no one home, no one coming to visit, fully dressed to go, with makeup and hair done. I mean suppose my house caught fire and I needed to call the fire department? This is not something that started with me…its something that has been with me for a long time.
I remember being a little kid at Christmas and my grandmother would make my sisters and I wash our faces, brush our teeth and hair and to be sure our robes were on with our slippers, just in case there was a “photo op” after we got up on Christmas morning. Every picture I swear looks like a carefully crafted, photo of three perfectly coiffed children. Santa I am sure would have known the difference and for goodness sake so would the guys at the local Photomat when they developed the film.
Today, well I want to look as nice and youthful as any other woman I know but frankly I am not willing to give it the time and attention that I used to. I am more concerned with taking care of my insides. I want peace of mind, serenity, a good night’s sleep, a clean conscience, a loving heart, a warm spirit, joy, gratitude, and the chance to give back all that I have been given by God and the people who loved me back to health 21 years ago. You know who you are and so do I. I will never be able to pay back all that I have today but I will continue to try, once Day at a Time.