I had a photo session to do at 2. This was not quite a glamour shoot. I had to take pictures of a woman's plastic surgery scars. She had a face lift a couple years ago and the scarring was so bad it turned out looking like fat worms all around her ears. It sure makes you wonder if having the surgery was worth the risk.. but she is going to go under the knife again to get this repaired. After her next surgery they will bombard her with radiation to prevent the overscarring that happened the first time.
She also made me take pictures of her mouth to show the plastic surgeon as she doesn't like the fine lines that are starting to show up there, so I guess her last experience didn't make her too wary.
She's a pretty woman and she's getting older and I can see how this distresses her. Will I be like her in 10 years? Freaking out because I'm getting older. I certainly don't look like I'm 18 anymore and nothing looks as good as it did back then. Surely we don't have to look young to be loved. I always thought what was most important was how someone made you feel.. more than what they looked like. It was always more important what was going on between their 2 ears than anything else.
Later, I went out to visit the duck pond. With everything that happened this summer, I hadn't been there once. Although the weather in the morning was dreary, the afternoon brought with it warmth and sunshine.. a beautiful day.
Meandering duck:
Reposing gull:
As for me, well... I'm trying to keep a positive attitude. I have moments, but then I put myself in check and pull myself together. There are moments that I feel very lost , as if I will never find my true self.. and other moments, where I feel happy and see a glimmer of who I'm meant to be. The same person I was before but happier, stronger, more confident... the same, just better. Right now the road seems full of faux-pas, trials and tribulations. I hope to believe the road will eventually be smoother.
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