I just washed my face… and looked in the mirror… in the wrong lighting.
Ladies… you know what I mean. I wasn’t smiling… and yet my laugh lines were there. Hmmmm… that’s new.
When I was diagnosed with Brain Cancer at 36… I used to joke… Well, Yeah Me! I’ll never go through Menopause! And… I don’t have to do stupid things like Mammograms or Dental cleanings anymore. And Gyno visits… yeah right!
That’s what terminally ill patients sometimes do. Try and look at the bright things… while accepting the inevitable outcome. At least… that’s what I did.
And then… a few years later… I got a cavity. Ooops.
Many Mammograms later… and regular 6 month dental visits with Dr. Best… and yes… many happy Gyno appts… I’ve had a lot of things to smile about.
I look at my new “Laugh Lines” as beautiful new facial features. I’m going to try and wear them with pride… after all… I F’ng earned them!
Love,
Tra