We all probably have a self-image that does not necessarily coincide with how others view us.

Someone once said to me, “Do you realize we have never seen our own face?  All we see is a reflection in a mirror.”       How we see ourselves in our mirror does not show how we look to the outside world.

As we age, fortunately, gradual changes, almost imperceptible, occur overnight.  What a blessing!  Imagine what a shock it would be to look in the mirror one day and suddenly from a visage of say, twenty years old, we are confronted with an 80-year old looking back at us.

This was brought home to me when my daughter resurrected an old photo of me when I was in my 20’s.

I once moved to a small town and as I walked to work, I was amazed at how friendly the people were, greeting me so warmly though I had not met them.  I later discovered that (to them), I resembled a receptionist in a popular doctor’s office.  We rarely see the resemblance though as I did not, once I met her.

How often have you met someone new, only to find they remind you of someone else or, likewise, you remind them of someone else?

Remember when we could take the stairs two steps at time with little thought or effort? When was the last time you were capable of doing that?  It’s a blessing to take them one at a time now.

In my younger days, I was often told by acquaintances and total strangers that I resembled a certain movie star (identity withheld to protect her privacy).  I didn’t see the resemblance and neither did my husband.

In her last years, she was photographed on a plane after she had had a stroke and was also slightly inebriated.  She looked AWFUL!  My late husband (ever the teaser), when he saw the photo said,   “I take it back, you do look like her.”

We have to learn to accept the aging process and adjust.

Our 28th president, Woodrow Wilson, accepted his looks this way:

For beauty, I am not a star

There are others more handsome by far

But my face – I don’t mind it

For I am behind it

It’s the people in front that I jar.