Appearances matter. Or do they?

Do you like having your photo taken? I don’t. In fact I avoid it, so much so that I have been teasing my kids that they better start snapping shots of me, or they will have nothing to show at my funeral☺

I know years ago my daughter held a surprise party for me and posted all these photos of me for my friends to see. Her criteria seemed to be ones where I either looked dreadful or funny.

This all comes to mind because recently I have been part of a couple of photo shoots, and as I look at the end results, I am still critical of how I look. Too many chins, wrong angle, not smiling, smiling too much, and always, always, looking too heavy.

Why do we worry about our appearance? Or is it just me? I don’t think so. Even when I was going through chemo, I was more worried about losing my hair (I did) than succumbing to the disease. Now is that vanity or denial, or a bit of both?

There was a time when I would never go “out” without my face on. There I have improved, in that around the farm, you might actually catch me naked (without make up that is).

No matter how much I tell myself it is about the beauty inside that is important, I still get myself wrapped up in this image issue. What do you think? Should we let this go, or is it here forever?

by Anne Day