when I look at me . . .

I see an older version of me staring back in the mirror, when did I become this age?

I see a mom, to a small baby girl, who has grown to become an amazing young woman.

I see a wife, who is married to a wonderful man, who was the absolute right choice all those years ago.

I see a photographer, who photographs the world around her trying to find the good and pretty in a mixed up, crazy and scary world.

I see a cancer survivor, who is missing part of her eyebrows, a daily reminder that I am a survivor, this is the person I see staring back at me  . . .

Who do you see staring back at you?

Thank you for stopping by, taking your time to share in my world, my thoughts and views.

Until we meet again  . . .