I was at the hair dresser this morning. The hair lady washed my hair and sat me in her chair, ready to blow-dry my hair.
Starring back at me, in that chair, was my Mother.
That's right! The person in the mirror, looking right at me , was my Mom!
I've seen my Mother there before . I was never too sure it was her , but to-day I knew it! There was no mistaking that lady in the mirror!
Now, my Mom passed away several years ago and I do miss her --a lot! But there she was to-day, as big as life, looking me in the eye.
Grant it, I did need colour on my hair and all. Funny how she makes her appearance on these days especially.
I had a difficult time looking her in the eye to-day. It's like I didn't want to accept that I am getting older.
My kids make no bones about telling husband and I that we are aging.
We don't notice it you see----
They say things to us like, "You and Dad are no spring chickens you know"---
--totally shocked me out!
They think it's fine to tell us that "maybe you and Dad should think about downsizing this house".
Imagine!!! --- This is our home and I think we manage very well.
Why is it that our own children talk to us like that? They think they know everything!--
Why, we don't even feel old!
But it is stange that I see my Mom in my reflection at the hairdresser.
You just never know who you may run into in a day do you?
My Mom and Dad