i was looking in the mirror yesterday and found some new laugh lines. i remembered something someone once told me "wrinkles are our history." beautifully said. i thought about the lines on my face and the memories that go along with my lines. each time i laugh and each time i cry, there is a little piece of history left on my face. i know i am only approaching 36 years (my mom swears i am in my prime), but regardless of how young i still am - there is an evident shift in my little thirtysomething universe. i do look forward to my late thirties though. many more goals to achieve and many more laugh lines to create.
bring on birthday month!