Beauty
Years ago, I splurged and had professional photos taken of myself. Some might call it selfish or frivolous, but I say... why not? My children were all grown, and I was stepping into a brand-new chapter of life. I was approaching 50 and determined to embrace it with open arms. Instead of sinking into the so-called "middle-age doldrums," I went in the opposite direction. I put on beautiful clothes that I never would have worn while raising kids, had my hair and makeup done, and walked into that photo session with both feet firmly planted in the future. Looking back at those photographs today, I don't just see a smiling woman. I see someone who was fighting battles no one else could fully see. At the time, my son was overseas serving in the Global War on Terror, and every waking moment was filled with worry. I had recently divorced after 23 years of marriage and was struggling financially just to make ends meet. There were plenty of reasons to put that money toward somethi...
