Today, in my email, I found this from a friend/mentor of mine. It proves that things DO happen for a reason and they happen at the right time. My mouth is still hanging open from reading this. I hope you get some answers out of it just like I did.

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To be quite honest, I've Always felt I was more attractive inside than outside. I've spent my life trying to figure out who that "person" in the photograph is, or wondering who's on the other side of the mirror--because it certainly bears NO resemblance to the "one" on the other side of these eyes--Me.

As I've biologically aged, this dilemma has continued. I'm Ever so much Younger inside than I appear to be outside. The phrase, "What's wrong with this picture?" has prevailed all my days. And it's rather interesting that (to give an illusion of space) this RV is loaded with mirrored walls, yet I rarely perceive them as such--or the reflections
as having Anything to do with myself--until I'm cleaning them.

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That's ME she's talking about... not her.

I've asked her and it's okay with her that I post her picture in my gallery. I'll be doing it in a bit. Her name is Beth. Look for her.