Week #22 Report

“They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don’t think it’s possible for you to miss me as much as I’m missing you right now” – Edna St. Vincent Millay

When I went home for Memorial Day Weekend, I spent a bit of time outside. Which meant chigger bites & the ensuing itchiness. You’ve all had that feeling before, I’m sure, the one that starts in your finger tips & continues until even your hair’s on fire, dying for just one little scratch, one bit of relief.

That’s kind of what it was like for me without the mirror this week. While I wouldn’t classify myself as a vain person, I felt like Narcissus pining for his pool, almost aching to be able to use the mirror again. It was so strange walking into a room with a mirror & averting my eyes or even closing them. If I accidentally caught a glimpse of myself, it was startling, like a shock of cold water & I usually gasped & snapped my peepers shut.

I missed seeing my face, but more than that, knowing what was going on with myself that day.  Not going to lie, I get a little swagger when I especially like what I see in the reflection. I carry that mental image with me throughout the day & get a little boost from it. Without that, I felt somewhat deflated, but it wasn’t all bad.

Similar to losing a cellphone, it was refreshing not to have to meet an object’s expectations. When I headed out the door, I felt somewhat of a ‘Qué será, será’ attitude & didn’t let myself stress over my appearance. A few times, I even tried to do my hair, but attempting a new style with only touch to tell you what’s going on is very challenging. Messing up didn’t come as a defeat, just a new adventure.

Was it hard? Yes. Will I do it again? No. Did I gain something to reflect on? Oh yeah 😉

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