It has come to my attention that I am almost forty. I glanced into my rear view mirror today and caught a glimpse of my "crow's feet", which almost resemble really long beautiful eye lashes sculpting the sides of my eyes. However, when I looked closer, it was rather apparent that they were solid, creases of the non-lash type. I stared at myself for a couple of minutes. I wondered how many smiles my face has worn and how many days I had squinted due to the beautiful sunshine on my face. This made me see those lines in a different light. Hooray, I am alive and well!