18 thoughts on “If wrinkles must be written on our brows, let them not be written upon the heart…

  1. My story is contained in the colour of my eyes, the way I will look at you, the manner in which I speak to you, always trying not to speak at you. That I treat you as another person who like me gets up each morning and puts your pants on one leg at a time tells you I will see you as an equal, you have value, your worth is immeasurable, you have much to offer even if you don’t yet believe it. So my story is also contained in the impression I make when I walk away, will you ask me over again, have I not treated you as you’d like, that would be sad, as I believe we are entitled to be respected for who we are. But as a human I have flaws, you will notice them when you get up close, not necessarily physical ones, they are obvious from a long way off, but other flaws of personality that you may think are endearing and what makes me who I am. My story is the sum of all these parts, you look, you ask, you listen, you speak and you engage and then you decide if after all that my story is one you want to read again.

  2. okmegan says:

    I think this concept touches upon my inability to move forward in life. I am young. I don’t have a wrinkles yet, but somehow I feel like I have them on my heart. My face smiles and my heart shrivels.

    I think my heart shrivels because my face wont let itself. I never frown. I never cry. I just smile and pretend that what my heart is feeling doesn’t exist.

    Its funny because I feel like its a never ending cycle. People start to think I’m a robot because I act this way. People think I have no emotion and that I am incapable of love. So then no one loves me and my heart keeps shriveling but for some reason I can’t stop smiling.

    Sorry if that’s depressing, but for some reason this post made me show a couple wrinkles on my face and I think that’s good. So thank you.

    • Otrazhenie says:

      Keep smiling, Okmegan. People who can’t see real you behind your smile won’t see real you behind a frown either. I’m sure, one day you will meet a person, who’ll see and understand real you. Meanwhile hope my little collection of ‘smiles’ at https://otrazhenie.wordpress.com/?s=smile will convince you to keep a smile on your face. “Nothing on earth can make life more worthwhile Than the sunshine and warmth of a beautiful smile”. 🙂

  3. My fave song, just lovely! My story is complicated with inane and useless worries of what if, fear of my unknown self, but not the unknown on the outside, uncertainty, insecurity, and feelings of displacement when I’ve never even moved from where I was raised. Fear plays a big role, though why I’m not sure; such a useless and paralyzing emotion/feeling. I know the feelings, but not the true words that make The Story Of Me. Maybe it’s time I find out. I’ve started, just many places to go, and I’m tired of standing in my own way. Good blog, I have a love for those that evoke thought and contemplation. Thank you. )o(

  4. Ajaytao2010 says:

    Hi how are you dear

    wish you are well

    long time

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