According to The American Heritage Dictionary, a mirror is defined as: 1. A surface capable of reflecting sufficient undiffused light to form a virtual image of an object placed in front of it. 2. Something that faithfully reflects or gives a true picture of something else. 3. Something worthy of imitation.
Most of us probably have some type of mirror in our homes and I'm no exception. If I weren't afraid of embarrassing myself in public, or scaring some little child by going out looking like the wicked witch of the west, I wouldn't own one. I've never considered the mirror my friend. It's like looking at a picture of myself and I hate pictures of myself. I think it has something to do with self-denial, or some other psycho babble. But my insecurities aside, have you ever thought about what you are really looking at when you look in the mirror?
Take a good long look...past the lines and the wrinkles. That reflection you see is more than a pretty face. It's a true picture of your life story; a road map of sorts, of all the events in your life that have led up to this point. That scar on your forehead from when you were 7 and scratched your chicken pox, or maybe one on your chin where you fell and had to have stitches learning to ride your bike. See the worry lines that appeared after spending weeks sitting by your sick aunt's bedside. Look deep into the eyes that used to be much bluer; see into the heart and soul of the person you've become.
The person you see looking back at you is a culmination of every moment of your life. Every joy and happiness gave you that beautiful smile and those deep laugh lines. The pain and sorrow you've suffered left its tracks in the form of crows feet and frown lines. All together they give your face the character and look that makes you uniquely you. Think of each as a well earned battle scar and wear them proudly. This is your virtual image that reflects the total you, present and past, the beautiful person you are, not just outside, but inside; an image worthy of imitation.
Until next time...that's my view.
Written for GBE2 Week #45 prompt - mirror