I don’t have crow’s feet,
I have happy happy memories of laughing with friends until the tears flowed.

I don’t have frown lines,
I have the marks of my frustration and confusion, which I battled through, change for my highest good,smiling in the end.

I am not going grey hairs,
I have shimmering highlights of wisdom, dashed throughout my silver hair.

I don’t have scars,
I have symbols of the strength I was able to find, when life got tough. My life thought me, "Tough time never last but tough people do" and I am grateful I am a good example.

I don’t have stretch marks,
I have the marks of growth and the marks of motherhood. My womanly evolution.

I don't have flat breast, I have

I am not fat,
I bear the evidence of a life filled with abundance, blessings and good times.

I am not just forgetful,
I have a mind so full of stories, memories and moments there is scarce room to hold much else.

I am not old,
I am blessed, with a life of great length, a life full of ups and down which I scape through it all. A life of threatening health but I overcome them all, something not everyone can say.

Don’t change the way you look my friend,
change the way you see things,not all is negative, there's always a blessing in disguise in all experiences.

But change the way you see.