I was lying on the bed reading and my daughter came up to me and said, "Wow, Mommy, you have lots of layers on your neck."
Layers. Meaning wrinkles.
After I took a deep breath (I had been trying to relax and my daughter's comment kind of shot that to you-know-what for awhile) I tried to re-assume my zen state.
I thought about it for a bit, and decided that I definitely preferred the term 'layers' to 'wrinkles'.
I do have lots of life layers, after all. I am 41 years old. I have three children. I have a husband. I have two jobs. I run. I do boot camp. I write. I....the list goes on.
I have earned every single layer.
Life layers. Much better!
Layers. Meaning wrinkles.
After I took a deep breath (I had been trying to relax and my daughter's comment kind of shot that to you-know-what for awhile) I tried to re-assume my zen state.
I thought about it for a bit, and decided that I definitely preferred the term 'layers' to 'wrinkles'.
I do have lots of life layers, after all. I am 41 years old. I have three children. I have a husband. I have two jobs. I run. I do boot camp. I write. I....the list goes on.
I have earned every single layer.
Life layers. Much better!
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