selfies | Who I am

Tuesday morning. I have been out of the house once for this past seven days. I am going stir-crazy. I have chatted online, talked to my friends on the phone. I have cooked up pots of soup, broken a heart, and now I can’t think of anything new to do; unless it is cleaning and I don’t feel like doing that.

I decided to visit my own beauty shop here in my bathroom. A shower, clean clothes, some goop for my hair, a hair dryer, comb and brush and make-up. I feel a little more perky now, but when I look back at my new look, I hesitate to the thoughts of; does this make me look my real age? Maybe I should stick with the old look.

Now the voting begins. Which photo do you choose as the better look; the old me, or the new me today? Don’t be afraid to be honest. Honesty is what I am looking for. Remember, we are always our own worst critics.

This is the old me

The new me.

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If you could slow down an action that usually zooms by, or speed up an event that normally drags on, which would you choose, and why?

Love, I would slow down love. Now that I am older, I see such a difference in people’s attitudes. It turned from love each other to love thyself. It isn’t a pretty sight. Is this what we want to portray to others? We don’t care anymore about our good qualities we hold on our insides?

Don’t we realize that those outer looks that we take such pride in; well, they fade away much quicker than our inner beauty. I grew up being a people pleaser. Now maybe this wasn’t a grand quality. I tended to give-up a little of who I truly was in order to make others happy.

I do believe though that God gave us each a special talent. You don’t have to be talented as a movie star, or a famous singer. You may have a talent that specializes in helping others. Your talent may be; cooking or baking, but in the back of your mind you already have an idea of whom you may share your goods with.

Maybe your talent is compassion or teaching. Maybe visiting nursing homes or volunteering your time is your itch.

I just don’t believe that love can follow such a routine of goodness if we are all about ourselves. I still believe that love is the glue that holds us all together. It makes depression disappear. It makes insecurities fade into darkness. It helps us hold our heads a little higher, walk with a happier step.

Yes, love is what I would slow down, never let it truly disappear. No more showing it only at holidays, let’s keep it alive all year-long.