Here in NC, we’ve battened down the hatches and are ready to face Hurricane Irene. Well, at least some of us are ready…I don’t know what to expect as my house is surrounded by trees; the worst time to live in the woods, I guess, is during a hurricane.
But I don't want to post about the weather today. (I’m writing this Friday night and posting it automatically in case my power fails). Instead, I want to post about my face. Yes, you read that right—my face.
My face is changing. My chin is pointier; my cheeks are hollowed, my nose is more apparent. It’s a strange sensation, looking into the mirror, expecting one face and seeing another. I know that this is going to become more and more apparent as I lose more weight, and I have to learn to deal with it. I thought about it today—and how I’ve looked at other people’s before-and-after photos. I’ve wondered if they’ve dealt with the eeriness of confronting that new person, and today, I’m certain that they have. It’s a little scary and more than a little exciting. But the purpose of this blog is to help myself become more self-aware, and I am definitely doing that.
When’s the last time you studied *your* face? Better yet, when was the last time you changed things up a bit? Hairstyle? Hair color? New glasses? Time for a change, maybe?