Feels like yesterday when I used to complain to my mom about her sense of dressing, make up and style. I cannot forget how I whined and got annoyed at the fact that she used to apply the brightest available shade of red at the last minute...almost at the moment when we have to step out of the door for a wedding or a get-together, making her nails looking like half baked cherries in a pie. I would be so angry with her for over applying her make up making her face look like a 3 inch thick pancake.
But today, when its time to head out and socialize I find myself rushing to get myself all groomed up and to say the least, end up looking far worse than what my mom did. In fact, coming to think of it, she looked so beautiful no matter what she did (or did not) do to herself. I'm sure our kids will say the same to us when they get to this stage too.. but what Im coming at is the point that what seemed so essential at one time has now dwindled down our priority list.
I could'nt care lesser about having matching nail polish shades on my finger nails and toes...or for that matter, not having it at all!! I could'nt care lesser if I wore the same dress over the last two occassions simply because it was the one that was right on top of the pile of clothes in my wardrobe. I could'nt care lesser if I had a bad hair day... all I care now is if my son has a good pair of trousers and shirt to wear. Do his socks match his outfit? Does he need a different hair-cut? Are his nails clipped? How about his jacket? (Gosh, Im thanking my stars I dont have a baby girl...I'd go bonkers!!)
How things change... and it happens in the most amazing (sometimes annoying too) way!!! So the last time when I met Mom when we were in India (that was last year when Sam was around 9 months), I... was the one rushing up with my eyeliner and she stood there behind me, still looking as beautiful as ever....and as unhassled as ever!
How things change!!