On aging
A short love letter to my wrinkles and gray hairs
My face tells a story.
Over decades, it has laughed, cried, and screamed. It has expressed joy, worry, and fear. Those moments have left their mark.
Each wrinkle and gray hair was hard won—divorce, dea…
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