One last look in the mirror before I headed out the door to work... Mmmm... okay. Looking like a stylish young mom today. I turned my face away, but then looked back... young? All at once it came to me... my age, and where I am in my life. I'm not just a girl anymore... so does a 37 year old woman still qualify as a young Mom? How did I get to this place? I no longer have to look closely to see the lines around my eyes and mouth... but are those lines not evidence of the laughter and the smiles that each days brings my way? Married to a man whose love astounds me... with two children- one whose eyes I have to look up to see into, and the other quickly closing in ... a real job and a real house... a settled life. It is what I have always wanted... and here I am in the midst of it. Are the best days behind me? Are there no dreams left for me to dream? Or perhaps my best days are ahead? As I step back to look around, through eyes now open, and see my life I realize something. My best days are right now. Today. And tomorrow... and the next. Somehow I have made it to this place... where my simple dreams have become a reality and I choose to make every day the best day. I choose to play penguins with my son at bedtime... I choose to put my arms around my daughter and whisper a compliment in her ear... I choose to act silly and make my husband laugh. I am living my life... every day. I am etching these moments on my heart... so that when darkness trickles in I can rely on love. So while the mirror might tell one story... I am listening to another. A story full of giggling and friendships and love... and life.
Life brings simple pleasures to us every day. It's up to us to make them wonderful memories.