A relative sent me this picture of myself, taken well over forty years ago. I had never seen it before, but I felt it really captured the essence of me. I had the strange sensation that I was looking at somebody else… somebody that I knew very well… not exactly me. The best part was that it made me smile and I realize that at nearly fifty, I actually like myself. It was a long road, but I got there. 
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