Mirror Mirror

Today I realized that I've stopped making eye contact with myself.
I only look at the teeth that I'm brushing or the hair that I'm drying.
I avoid staring directly into my own eyes.  
I avoid seeing what lies just behind the glasses.
I don't think I remember who lives there.
I'm not sure I want to be friends. I may not trust this person.

I prefer the reflection in my daughter's sky blue eyes.  
I feel beautiful when I look at her.
I feel thankful.
I feel happy.

J. Tackett