Changes

There isn’t a whole lot I haven’t noticed about my body. I know I’m a little chubby and a little round. I know I have scars on my knees, scars on my head, and scars on hands; all battle wounds of growing up a tomboy and having all brothers. I know my eyes are a nice shade of blue and my hair is a chocolate brown. I have seen the effects on my feet of wearing high heels to work everyday. I haven’t failed to notice the freckles that poke-a-dot my face. I even see my hairy, hairy arms I inherited from my Portuguese mother. What about the rest of me?
After looking closer, deeper and really scrutinizing my body I noticed things, I have really never noticed before. For instance I have two perfectly round, small freckles on two of my toes; they exist on my right foot, one on the second toe and one of the third. I suppose I haven’t noticed before because they reside more on the sides of my toes, hidden. Stranger than freckles on my toes is the way my skin is aging already, which up until today I hadn’t really taken notice. The skin on my chest is beginning to show signs of too much time in the sun; the skin on my neck although still firm is beginning to slightly loosen and when I look surprised it takes just a second longer than I’d like for the visible signs of my surprise to disappear on my forehead. Smile lines are also slowly making their grand entrance into my world. My face isn’t old by any means really, but I can see that it is changing; I can see a noticeable difference between my face today and my face 10 years ago. And the biggest thing I see when I look in the mirror is, my Mother! I am slowing transforming, feature by feature, day by day, into a clone of my Mom. It’s funny how you wake up one day, and for me that day would be today, look in the mirror and see her starring back at you.
I think I have made enough discoveries for one day. I’m going to quit while I’m ahead. Lucky for me, I happen to like freckles; I believe they give me character. Even luckier for me, I have a beautiful Mother; it would be an honor as I age to transform into her image.