#59

So.............

Somehow, # 59 has arrived.

I knew it was coming, and all in all, I'm glad it's here.

 

And, you know, 30 didn't bother me.

Neither did 40 or 50.

But, 60???????????????????????? Geez, that's gotta be my mother or someone else.

And, I almost didn't take these.

Cause, it's a little after 6 am, and I'm more than a little tired here.

My hair definitely needs a dye job, and I don't have one bit of makeup on my face.

You can see my all my lines and wrinktles.

But, then I figured, I've earned them all...I am wearing a map of my life right there on my face. I've earned those wrinkles, baby.

And, that gray streak simply lets you know I've been sitting in a hospital room with my dad rather than in a beauty parlor.

So, here I am at 59.

And, just because I could, I played with black and white..nothing major...no fancy layers or anything. Just me at 59.

Comments

[Sherry]

Happy Birthday beautiful! All of those things you were saying about being your mother..at 60...made me smile. I was thinking the other day about numbers as ages and how suddenly we reach a point where we could be our mother...and in many ways that's a good thing, but it sure does bring you up short!

What I see when I look at your self-portraits is a beautiful woman, no matter the numbers on her life. I see wisdom and life and experience. And I see beautiful eyes that have witnessed much and are truly windows to a beautiful soul! xo

[iHanna]

Love these, and the other photos you've posted lately. It's so fun to follow you on the photo journey Paula, so glad you're sharing bits of you online!

Take care!

[Kim]

I'm sorry I missed it! A belated happy birthday to you, Paula! I like those words - wearing a map of your life = I will try to remember that the next time I look into the mirror and don't like what I see. It is 52 for me this year and, like you the other milestones didn't faze me nearly as much as the 6-0 does. Someone else, indeed....