I see her every day but she is not as recognizable to me as she once was. Her face has filled out over the years. A few wrinkles crease her brow and her eyes. Her hair has taken on an added dimension of white strands. Her dimples don’t show as much as they used to and her eyes rarely have that youthful sparkle anymore. Maybe it’s because when I see her, she is being critical; searching too hard for the girl that once was. Maybe it’s because she’s had a restless night. Or maybe she is in a hurry and doesn’t have time to really look.
But once in a while she does make an appearance, if just for a moment; a fleeting second. Those moments are getting fewer and farther between. But I saw her the other day. I actually didn’t realize that she had been there until I downloaded the pictures from my birthday party. It surprised me! There she was looking into my camera in the mirror…so youthful. So much like the girl she used to be.
I miss her.
