I’m 53 years old now and, although the skin on my cheekbones is falling fast, morphing into lovely jowls, I only have one wrinkle.
Yup! Just one.
But it’s a great wrinkle! It’s right between my eyes, closer to left than the right. It’s about an inch long and it’s deep!
I never thought about it much, it’s just a part of my face, until I went to one of those aesthetic spas a while back.
I had won a $300 gift certificate and thought I would check it out. I was excited until I saw the treatment programs and prices and realized that $300 wouldn’t buy more than one laser treatment on one armpit.
But I was already there so I thought I would at least do the free consultation.
Wow! Talk about depressing. There was a lot that this woman was suggesting I could have done to look younger, healthier, plumpier (is that a word?) and all around “better”.
A chemical peel to improve skin tone and texture or some microdermabrasion to remove the dead skin cells to reveal a refreshed and rejuvenated look.
Of course, laser hair removal is always popular. Admittedly, it would be nice not to shave or wax anymore but it was a costly investment.
And then the overly plucked, puffy-faced woman zeroed in on my wrinkle. She seemed fascinated (dare I say, even excited) by my wrinkle. It must have stood out as a veritable gold mine to her. This was not a one treatment wrinkle, it was an entire project!
She started telling about the treatments I could consider like Botox injections and Dermal fillers. She explained that these treatments are designed to plump up the skin around and behind the wrinkle essentially filling them in from the inside.
They would give my face a full, youthful appearance.
But wait.
I said.
I don’t want to get rid of my wrinkle.
She looked at me blankly. Of course, there was probably so much Botox in her face that, even if she had a reaction, it wasn’t going to show.
I said it again,
I don’t want to get rid of my wrinkle.
I explained that I was proud of my wrinkle. I worked hard for that wrinkle. I got that wrinkle the year my marriage ended and it represented everything I went through. That wrinkle was built with pain, guilt and fear. It was filled with tears and triumph.
I hadn’t realized the connection I had to this wrinkle until just that moment. It was a battle scar and every time I see it, I am reminded of that time of my life. That journey.
She totally didn’t get it. Maybe she was too young to get it.
Wrinkles are a sign of life!
Crow’s feet at the sides of your eyes mean that you have been amazed or shocked. You’ve cried or winced in pain.
Frown lines mean that you have experienced sadness and pain.
And laugh lines mean that you have laughed!
Wrinkles tell a story. They represent the many experiences in your life that brought emotions so high that they left a mark.
They are your battle scars. Wear them proudly.
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