Sometimes I will notice that my age is starting to catch up with me in the lines on my face but then I will immediately remember a story my friend (around a decade my senior) told me.

One morning, she was doing her routine, and she looked in the mirror and saw that the first long/DEEP wrinkle had settled into her forehead. Distressed, she turned to her husband and pointed it out.

I wish yall knew him because if you did, it would be easy to imagine his unbridled joy. This is the kind of person he is.

So he looked closely at her forehead wrinkle and then CHEERED, laughing “YES!! YES!!! LOOK AT US; WE ARE DOING IT!!! WE ARE GROWING OLD TOGETHER JUST LIKE WE PROMISED!!!”

She is not distressed by lines anymore 🥲💖