What do you see when you look in the mirror?

What I see is what I've missed, what I have gained in my years on this wonderful but frightening planet.

In my 65 years I have had an education, albeit one that differentiated between the children of professionals and not. The opportunities one had in the sixties and ignored.

The pain and the ecstasy of having children. The loss of parents leading to finding out who I was. The life I found, the love I found, the contentment I found. T

hat's what I see in my mirror.