Another day being just me…

 

Another day being just me…

 I looked in the mirror to see, and  what do I see?

I see an old lady who is me..

My father once said as he left his bathroom..  I am so tired of that old man who keeps hogging the mirror.  I can’t see me any more. As he takes over the whole mirror. Will I ever get to see me anymore?  And we laughed.   Dad was 82 at the time.(1994)   And I will be 85 this year.  And now I see what he meant as I, too, have another person hogging my mirror. 

As I looked at the old lady, I told her … I don’t recognize you anymore.   No wonder I don’t look in the mirror  anymore…

I whisk in and out..   brushing my teeth…. Wash my face and look up to see for sure I got it all washed.   Paying little attention to that old lady called me..

But today.  I stopped and really looked.  I could not believe how old  I looked …who was looking at the me of now.

As I looked I could see the real me..  I told God, I didn’t know what his plan was.. but  I sure would like to see my 5^th generation, that is arriving this summer..  before I met up with him.  But what ever his plan is.. is ok with  me.

I told him a few other things on my mind.. that is just between he and I.. and thanked him for another day…  just to be me.