Reflections of what was, and is...
The mirror doesn't lie. It shows what I have been though and still have to face. So as I look into the mirror and study the changes. It would appear that I have aged 15 years in 1 year. Dark circles under my eyes that began while he was in the hospital and moreso after he died. I suppose I could cover it up but why? I have earned it as I have earned the grey that now peppers my hair. There is a permanent look of sorrow even if my mouth lined and tired smiles, the eyes still have pain in them that will not cease.
Maybe I look damaged, I suppose that I am. But look closer and you will see a look of determination. I have gotten through more than I thought humanly possible and will manage to come to terms with what cards I have been dealt. Not happy with it by any means, but thankfully have learned what is truly important. And try to live my life accordingly.