I did it to myself, but when you get to the point when the time ahead starts to close in, then looking back is inevitable . This self portrait refers to a younger me (by about a decade) and the effects of being a mother and a wife on the psyche. I don’t complain, I have loved being both. But somerwhere along the line, I lost some sense of the woman I wanted to grow into. I am less outward looking than I wanted to be, more introverted. Less involved with the world at large than I intended, with the sense of something still to offer.
The next decades will see change, not all bad I hope!!
moving in time 