I had planned to take a walk around the block. However, the gusting wind made me think twice about that plan and I decided to just stay inside instead.
I was looking through my Facebook feed and noticed that a lot of pictures that are shared were shot in people's bathrooms or in a public restroom. Why? I have no idea what motivates people to have a picture moment in this particular space.
I decided to play with my phone and take some pictures of myself.
I have learned to appreciate my mature face over the past few years. I am currently allowing my hair to be in its true natural state because I want to see how gray I actually am. I thought that my hair would be white by now. Why? Family genetics denote that I should be sporting a head of white hair. It is gray and when I see enough then I will leave the coloring alone forever.
I love this particular turtle neck sweater. It is comfortable and it gives me a sense of security when I wear it. I had slipped it on to wear on my walk.
It took me several shots to get a set that was okay with me. I have crazy eyes. The lid on the left hand side of my face is actually lower than on the right side. I thought I had had a stroke when I first noticed it. My doctor assures me that is not the case and it is just how it is.
I had quite a learning experience from trying to take my own picture. I have friends who can flip a camera or a phone and just snap away. I had to work on how to achieve that by using my laptop screen as a mirror. It is not that easy and there were a lot of deleted shots along the way.
Aging physically is a natural part of living life. I remember the first time that I realized that I looked like a mature woman instead of a "young woman", it freaked me out momentarily because it seemed like it occurred overnight. I had to stop myself because I was almost 48 years old and it was okay. I am now 58 and I am okay with sharing this image of myself because it's how I really am in life. If I cannot accept myself just as I am--no one else will either.
Just as I am is okay with me.
I was looking through my Facebook feed and noticed that a lot of pictures that are shared were shot in people's bathrooms or in a public restroom. Why? I have no idea what motivates people to have a picture moment in this particular space.
I decided to play with my phone and take some pictures of myself.
I have learned to appreciate my mature face over the past few years. I am currently allowing my hair to be in its true natural state because I want to see how gray I actually am. I thought that my hair would be white by now. Why? Family genetics denote that I should be sporting a head of white hair. It is gray and when I see enough then I will leave the coloring alone forever.
I love this particular turtle neck sweater. It is comfortable and it gives me a sense of security when I wear it. I had slipped it on to wear on my walk.
It took me several shots to get a set that was okay with me. I have crazy eyes. The lid on the left hand side of my face is actually lower than on the right side. I thought I had had a stroke when I first noticed it. My doctor assures me that is not the case and it is just how it is.
I had quite a learning experience from trying to take my own picture. I have friends who can flip a camera or a phone and just snap away. I had to work on how to achieve that by using my laptop screen as a mirror. It is not that easy and there were a lot of deleted shots along the way.
Aging physically is a natural part of living life. I remember the first time that I realized that I looked like a mature woman instead of a "young woman", it freaked me out momentarily because it seemed like it occurred overnight. I had to stop myself because I was almost 48 years old and it was okay. I am now 58 and I am okay with sharing this image of myself because it's how I really am in life. If I cannot accept myself just as I am--no one else will either.
Just as I am is okay with me.




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