Pamela Poe

Reflections (continued)

I smile at my reflection in the water. I look back at myself with an unconscious realization that my pleasure once came only because I did not see myself clearly. I spent most of my life avoiding mirrors. The motionless face portrayed only what others saw.

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"You could be so pretty if..."

"Your hair doesn't your face."

"You need to lose weight."

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With help, I reclaimed my physical body. Yet I was unaware how shallow my reflection was until life handed me a turning point. A crossroads that urged me to look beyond the static picture of myself. To see the fluid reflections that had shaped the core of my being. I came to realize the better I understand who I see in the mirror, the better I understand others in front of me. Now, my reflection speaks to a continuing transformation with infinite possibilities that make me smile.