Monday, January 12, 2015
On Saturday, I celebrated my 42nd birthday. Grace celebrated the fact that she is officially taller than me. For as long as I can remember, if there was anything that I fervently wished to change about my physical appearance, it was to be just a little bit taller. It didn't have to be super model tall (using that term dates me, doesn't it?) but a couple of inches would have made me happy! I've made peace with it and certainly don't sit around and bemoan that I'm only 5'1" but it's fun to see Grace get those few extra inches. It's also a little bit of an adjustment to look up into her eyes instead of down!
I thought of softening the lines around my eyes and the sort of double chin going on in this picture but in my 42nd year I'm going to celebrate those lines even as I try all sorts of potions and lotions to slow them down!