Dear Face,Although I see you every day, I am still a bit surprised when my eye catches a glimpse of you. There are new crinkles and catches, smile lines and punctuation marks. And am I mistaken or has the back half of my jaw decided to split with the front half?I guess this is to be expected. You have been hanging around for over 40 years now. Yet I forget just how many trips around the sun we have made until I see you looking back at me.Why did I not appreciate you when you clung more tightly to me? You loved me fully and yet all I saw were your imperfections. Now how I wish you would again cleave to me again.So as we progress into this next 40, 50, or maybe 60 years of life, I know that more changes are to come. And I am not going to like anyall of them. I am therefore going to choose to love you as you are today. We earned all of our signatures and markings. Like a once newly painted wall marked with lines and dates representing a growing child's changing height, we are marked by growth and time.Please do what you can to hold on. Do not go gentle into that good night. Stay with me and fight. Do not believe that date on the calendar. You are only as old as you feel so if you could keep feeling about 30, that would be awesome.Thanks again for being my face. It can't always be an easy job. I appreciate that every morning I wake up and you are there. In the rear-view mirror of the car or a darkened window of a car, you are always waiting for me.  Here's to many more years together...Most sincerely,Star Traci