A dress with a Carters tag from 1979 (and a tear from the reminisce of a lingering cold-promise she was having a jolly ole time) |
I remember the day I turned thirty. I was getting out of the
shower and I stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself for a long time.
I examined every inch of my body and appreciated the fact that I finally looked
like a grown woman. I also assumed that this was how I was going to look for the
rest of my life. The way I saw it, I was never going to age; I'd just look up
one day and be old.
Terry MacMillan
Terry MacMillan
Love y-o-u. |