Notes from Jan

Laugh Lines

August 31, 2016

Never was one to worry about wrinkles.  Thought of them more like laugh lines.

Quite a few years back, when my Daddy was about the age I am now, I caught him catching hold of the corners of his eyelids,  pulling them up, as he stared into the mirror.

“Something wrong, Daddy?”

“No.  Just wondering if I should do something to keep these lids from hanging so low over my eyes.  They’re messing up  my vision.”

Well, that told me he was suffering from a case of hate-to-grow-older syndrome. He’d worn glasses for as long as I’d known him and got regular check-ups.    Nothing wrong with his vision.  Daddy just wanted to get rid of  some sag that comes with getting older.

Who hasn’t wished for sag relief?!

My eyelids are the least of my concerns.

So I’m grateful for any tips to improve body, mind or spirit, as I continue on this journey for as long as God thinks it’s a good idea.

Didn’t do it but was tempted when I read this at the gift shop selling quotes to live, die or laugh by:

Day three of my donut and coffee cleanse…so far, so good.”

And one of my other favorites: “I don’t expect everything handed down to me, just set it down wherever.”

I’ll take a good laugh over a lift, nip or tuck, any day of the week.

The other help?

Remove all mirrors.

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  • Reply Susan Curry August 31, 2016 at 11:25 pm

    I love to laugh. It’s the best medicine and those that laugh regularly live longer….so you will be around awhile 🙂
    One of my favorite stories that you have shared with me is when you were looking at the mirror in your Lanz nightgown (oh how I loved mine) and Jud coming up behind to hug you and his comment to you….those are love words that are tucked away to be drawn out as needed. XO

    • Reply Nancy Sheys September 1, 2016 at 3:13 pm

      Susan, that brought to mind one Christmas when my husband, who always bought me practical things, ie heating pad, skillet, etc, bought me a Lanz night gown. He was so excited for me to open his gift. Upon opening this lovely store wrapped gift, I was delighted!…..until I noticed the size. Size small. I wore size 16 at the time. He never bothered to look at the size. Of course, I exchanged it for a larger size and he never realized how great the size difference was. I do love that man.

  • Reply Marty Lefever September 4, 2016 at 11:14 pm

    Amen, sister! Can you tell I’m getting caught up. My cup runneth over! Love you, friend!

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