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Wednesday, 15 February 2012

I Miss My Lips

By Lyn Burnstine

In the spirit of honesty and full disclosure, and with a tip of the hat to all of the physical things I miss, I have to say that I miss my lips the most.

I don’t miss my firm, youthful figure; it was never that great (although it was better than I thought it was). I don’t miss it much because I don’t have to look unless I choose to and I seldom do these days. And I can always camouflage.

I don’t miss my eyes. They were hidden behind coke-bottle-thick glasses from the age of seven until 65 and now they are hidden behind saggy eyelids, so what’s the difference?

I don’t miss my hair. Although it is thinning, it’s a prettier color than it ever was without the aid of Nice 'n’ Easy. And I can always wear my wig.

But I do miss my lips, always my best feature. I do have to look at them - in the mirror everyday as I brush my teeth and as I apply lipstick in a rather futile attempt to return them to their former glory.

It’s not exactly that they are disappearing - well, yes, it kinda is. The outside defining line is gone on the bottom and turning lopsided on the top, making my smile into a sneer. But the worst part is that the soft lining part that’s supposed to stay inner is becoming outer. It is rolling out on my bottom lip and getting fat and puffy and let me tell you, there is no lipstick in the world that will cling to that – not Clinique, not paint-on brands.

Once in my teens, I tried a lip paint that was swim-safe. It was shellac and didn’t even lighten for three days, taking some skin off with it when I removed it with something like paint-thinner. I don’t think even that would stick to my inner lip now but fortunately, it was taken off the market before a generation of girls lost their lips prematurely.

Lyn Burnstine


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Comments

Well you certainly have a beautiful smile. I too wore coke glasses until contacts.
Now I miss my nails, as fungus is amungus in Florida, but then I try to think what if I had no arm or hands or legs? Blind is scarier yet.
Still, I so admire those who bravely go on with great challenges.

I miss mine too. At first I thought your story was going to about missing the feeling in your lips of kissing either the man in your life, your mother or kids.I can only say, keep smiling even if it is off-sided. And no there are not many single parents in China for it is too difficult to raise them. Many just struggle through a bad marriage.

Thanks, Joanne--I was probably about 26 in that photo and still had lips AND thick glasses! I do still get compliments on my smile, so I smile a LOT.
Johna, I suspected as much.

Lyn,
So what, about lips. You write great stories and I think it would be fun to live close enough to visit in person to be able to discuss missing parts and what we have left.
The part I worry about most in my world is the memory pieces that (don't) show up and are missing.

Lyn,

What a beautiful smile...And I think the glasses were the finishing touch to your very attractive appearance.

And, even if our lips are still the same after all these years,we still don't do any great kissin' anymore!

Thank you for a great, fun story! We're all in the same boat..

Thanks for all your comments. We do manage to muddle on, somehow, don't we? Just found out today that, after 14 years with only distance glasses for driving and TV, it's back to reading glasses too for me. At least they aren't coke-bottle thick.

I love it!

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