There is a beautiful young woman who works at the little store up the street from my house. She is radiantly beautiful, with a reddish pixie haircut, beautiful, porcelain skin and big expressive eyes behind modern chunky glasses. She is always friendly, very bright and forever engaging. I look at her and I see youth, promise, future and destiny.
There was a day when I looked in the mirror and saw those same things; youth, promise, future and destiny. These days I see broken promises, wasted years, age and destiny denied. This is not written as a negative but as an observation of the cycle of life.
When my daughter lived with me, I saw these qualities in her everyday. I see nothing but a bright future full of promise and excitement when I look into her face. I could feel those emotions and realities everyday and lived vicariously through that. It enabled me to not see myself in the stage of life where I actually exist.
The point of all of this is that even though I don't see a young, fresh-faced girl ready to take on the world in the mirror anymore, all I have to do is look around me. I am surrounded by youth and beauty and promise and future.
And this is how it should be. We get that fresh-faced life for awhile and then we develop wrinkles, gray hair and disappointment. And in return we develop wisdom, something that is not fleeting, and serves us well in the long run.
So look around you and enjoy the beauty and youth that you see, be that in a person, an object or just the glory of nature that we are so lucky to be a part of...