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Oct 26, 2011
Taylor V.
Okay, I have my days, just like anyone else...where you wake up with a blemish...an additional wrinkle that was not there the day before... bloated... It takes a lot to feel beautiful... that's when I have to become grateful, cause when you turn 44 yrs old, it can eat at you at times..."when did this happened, I was just 25... but then when gratefulness comes to me, beauty is everywhere.
Oct 27, 2011
Jessica S.
Taylor you are stunning & do not look 44 at all. I mean that. Aging is something that is so natural yet most of us fear it. My mum who is 56 does not see herself as a 56yo because she FEELS like a 21yo still. Slowly I am starting to understand what she means by all this.
'Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.' - Franz Kafka