Like an elusive vapor, my reflection floats, then gently fades before my eyes.
Like a favorite novel, its binding and its pages warp with the inevitable passing of time.
Yet its story–its spirit–stays the same.
. . .
When I look in the mirror I see a woman on the cusp of her 34th year.
I see curls. I see green eyes. I see skin as pale as coffee cream.
It’s weird to think of everything this body has been through:
My arrival on this planet, via cesarean section;
scrapes and sores of childhood;
physical transformations of adolescence;
Yet, here I am. Ready for more.
. . .
When I look in the mirror, I see a woman who won’t give up.
I see a person who may be misunderstood, disrespected, or written off as an idealist.
I blink. I brush my teeth. I put on lip gloss and smile.
Because all I can do is keep trying.
I will continue to put my best foot forward.
I will show love to myself, my friends, and my community.
Because I’m still here.
. . .
SnapDragon is a certified English teacher, animal lover, and gentle spirit.
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