Reality Check
I was standing outside of the polling place. He arrived on the scene to cast his vote. My recognition of him wasn't immediate, but it didn't take long. His face hadn't changed. Well, not that much. A bit of a chat, a reminisce, the usual "Wow, it's been a long time!" and off he went.
As we strolled back to the van I said to my husband, "'Wow!' doesn't begin to cover it! He's really aged!"
I see the telling signs on this old friend -- crows' feet, grayed and faded hair, settled lines connecting nose to mouth, and creased forehead. He even bent a bit as he walked away.
Then I realize -- and I wonder what he saw in me.
As we strolled back to the van I said to my husband, "'Wow!' doesn't begin to cover it! He's really aged!"
I see the telling signs on this old friend -- crows' feet, grayed and faded hair, settled lines connecting nose to mouth, and creased forehead. He even bent a bit as he walked away.
Then I realize -- and I wonder what he saw in me.
posted by Darlene Sinclair at
7:19 PM
3 Comments:
well, along with other things, he probably saw someone who looks in her "early 30's" (as one of Meaghan Manor co-workers said of a picture of you.)
;)
He saw a beautiful woman...both inside and out.
@Carina -- Aw, that's nice awful nice!
@Michele - thanks for the vote of confidence!
But one does realize that we all reflect the passing of time -- and when you don't see someone for such a long time, the years are clearly marked. We are amazingly effected. It's pretty interesting, and provokes sobriety, at least for a moment or two!
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