My Own Mother

I have often blogged about how vain she is. I have often told the world that she is such a beauty despite her age. People often mistook her as my sister. Sometimes I think it was so because she married at such a very young age. But people can see that she’s not like the other women who married at an early age. Some looked very old at 50. But not her.

I am talking about my own mother. I would often ask her of her secrets to ageing gracefully. She would tell me that she owns the best wrinkle cream in the world. I would smile in amazement. I didn’t know that a simple cream would do such wonders in a woman.