I got new glasses. I have basically worn the same frames since I started wearing glasses when I was eighteen. I have equated changing frames with getting a face lift. I knew that new frames would change the look of my face and until now I was not prepared to do that, but I felt compelled this year to make a change.
The process of picking new frames was daunting. I’m sure I tried on at least fifty different frames. The frames I ended up with were the third pair I tried. The process went something like…
(Pair I picked) “Oh these are okay….
Try on about 10 more.
(Try on the pair I picked) “I do like these…”
Try on 10 more pairs
(Try on the pair I picked) “These work well with my face.”
Try on 10 more pairs, “I don’t like these as much as I like that one pair.”
(Try on the pair I picked) “I like them but what if I hate them in a few years?”
Husband: “In a few years you will be a different person, so don’t worry about it. These fit who you are right now.”
They were pretty deep words for just picking out glasses and I knew he was right. Right now I am not the same person I was when I first picked out those wire frames when I was eighteen. I like to think that I am better. I am wiser, more confident, and more mature. Hopefully in another few years I’ll be even better.
If you notice I changed the look of my blog. Last year was the peaceful and contemplative year. This year is the exciting full of bright and positive things year and I needed something bright and positive to go along with my new adventures.