The Day I Was Grateful for Wrinkles

It's funny I can be grateful for wrinkles when I just dyed my hair the other day to get rid of about 10 grey hairs.  I try to hide my age in my hair, but bring on the crows feet.  Why?  Because wrinkles show personality and crows feet show happiness.

I have a lot to smile about, and I'm grateful my eyes show that.  I love my mom's wrinkles.  She is 62 and has beautiful, healthy skin that has wrinkles.  The wrinkles are not saggy or like a dried up orange peal, but gentle signs of a life well lived.

I'll keep my wrinkles, even at the age of 35.

So, here's to more smiles.

Here's to character.

And here's to a Better Mommy Me.