Mirror, Mirror...
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I woke up this morning to a cold snowy Chicago morning and started my regular routine-brushing my teeth and hair, getting my daughter ready, fixing Breakfast. Just your ordinary Wednesday morning. But suddenly, I noticed this person staring at me, someone I knew but couldn't quite put a name to the face. And as I am so blatantly staring back at this person, I slowly begin to realize that this isn't just any person but me, not the me I usually think of, hidden under large sweaters and tunic tops coupled with a pair of stretch, wide-legged pants and sensible shoes but the me I can faintly recall from years ago, before I forgot how to take care of myself and feel as though I look good. Before 12 packs of diet coke and bottles of wine had turned my complection gray and put dark circles under my eyes. Before weight and lack of exercise made my ankles, legs and hands swell to the point that I was in pain everytime I got up because the skin was stretched even moreso.
And I look at this person who has a neck and cheekbones and who's blue eyes are bright and full of life. This person with a twinkle in her eye and broad and secure smile that says "damn I look good!". And I smile at this person who I have missed so much and I say to them "this is only the beginning...".
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all...