Thursday, September 4, 2008

A Self-Portrait at 32

32 years ago, I was born.  My mother was 32.  



I have her hands, her gray hair (if I wasn't dying it), her love of a bargain.


If you are only as old as you feel, sometimes I feel OLD.  Did my sisters warn me I would feel this way?  Rumor has it, my limbs and eyes and ears will be failing even more in my 40s.


I'm ok with thirty-something.  


Most days.

4 comments:

Dana said...

Happy Birthday!!!

Artfulife said...

Oh happy birthday! I hope you have a great 32nd year. I will be 32 in November. Time flys by fast once you hit thirty. Hope it is a super special day.

beemahoney said...

I love you 32 years old. I love you any years old, really.

zana said...

I like your self portrait photos! I have yet to hit 30 and I know it's just another day, but I am a bit fearful of it. But, if you can do it, I can do it!