When mom died, her cabinets were full: lotions, oils, skin lighteners, moisturizers, balms, exfoliators. A lifetime of anti-aging left behind.

I received a new/another foundation in the mail today, along with a “face stick” to erase dark circles. I apply and step back from the mirror, searching out difference in the before and after.

Turning my head to the right, I see, I think, the start of a soft jowl. I place fingers on my face and pull the skin taut.

Let go

the idea of what aging,

what living, should look like.

Aging is simply the magic of living.