Sometimes it's hard to see myself clearly. I can't look and see just a girl. I see my flaws, big and bold. I see the things I like too. I see it all. I feel it inside. I know the emotions that come with this face. I know the fears, the hopes, the dreams. I know the ups and downs. I know the headaches, the heartbreaks, and the triumphs. I know how far I've come in this life and how very far I have left to go. When I look at this picture I see it all.
This photograph. It's a little bit blurry, taken at 11pm after a very long (but good) day. There are tired bags under the eyes that never quite seem to disappear. Eyebrows that need shaping. A tiny top lip with an exhausted half smile. Eyes that say thank goodness for bedtime. This picture speaks volumes. This girl is only human. A happy, loved, exhausted person. A wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister. All of it adds up to me.
What do your photographs say?