This week, take a look in the mirror...Really take a long look at yourself. What do you see?

Most of the time, I don't like looking in the mirror. I'll look for something else like my teeth, if there's anything wedged in there. I see all the negative things in my life. I see someone looking back at me saying, "What have you done with your life?" Only judgement staring back. I want to see something looking back with pride, with satisfaction maybe. I want the image to glance back like a supportive coach, cheering me on to make the best of the day ahead. Instead, I see a ruddy complexion, a flaky hair line, morning eye gunk and a search for resolve. The eyes are always looking for something positive beneath the negative. I look at my lips and hope that words will come out and make a profound effect on someone. Who'd want to wake up to this face every morning, for the rest of their lives? I see someone questioning, "Where am I?", like I were lost or in limbo.

I see so many labels people have tried to pin on me, seeing them all swirling in my eyes. There's no way a person can be deduced to a few labels and character traits, although I'd like to think there's some simplicity to who I am. I see a thirty-something who's fearful of her forties, a single woman ready to tackle the future alone or not, a daughter who'll have no parents someday, a sister who's brothers are better off.

Ack! I hate mirrors. They reflect what I don't want to face or deal with [Typical Pisces!]. It's why I have so many things cluttering up the front of it.

I should hide behind make-up. Give people a different face to deal with instead of inflicting this one on them.