April 22, 2014
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wrinkles
And I just got broken -- broken into two.
Still, I call it magic when I'm next to you.-- Coldplay, Magic
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"Every single time I walk by, you always have the best smile. I just want to put up a banner that says, 'Happiest Person in the Entire World!'"
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When I look at myself in the mirror, I already know exactly where my wrinkles will form and how my face will age.
I know I'll get bunny lines beside my nose from the way I scrunch my face at little babies, and I might even get forehead lines from how much I raise my eyebrows whenever a cute dog trots by. Definitely, my nasolabial fold will deepen and the corners of my mouth will go to hell, because I know how little I restrain my facial expression when I smile. My crows feet will need to wear a size 10 shoe from how much I laugh. Not just laugh, but laugh with incredible wholeness.
If there's at least one thing I love about myself, it's that every time I laugh big -- which, as some of you may know, is quite often -- I erupt with heart and soul. It's grown into a laugh of reputation, a laugh that has become part of me -- a laugh that is distinctly Christa.
Someday, the lines on my face will come to prove it.
