…you are not my friend at all.  Mirrors in department store fitting rooms have to be the worst.  Must be cheap glass because I don’t look like that in my mirrors at home.  If I’m shopping for clothes and the mirror lies to me, I say to my husband, “bad mirror day,” and that’s his cue to head straight for the nearest exit.

And hotels.  Mirrors in hotels are everywhere – above the dresser, on the closet doors, above the sink.  And god forbid you catch a glimpse of your naked backside in the funhouse of mirrors in what should be considered a private sanctuary to rest your head after a grueling fourteen hours of solitary confinement in the car with your spouse.

Memories of the mirrors at the Drury Hotel in Dayton, Ohio will be forever scorched in my brain.  Bone tired and ready to just crawl into bed, I scraped up the energy to brush my teeth at the sink located in front of the full-length mirrors attached to the closet.

As exhausted as I was, I could still hear my dental hygienist’s voice resounding in my head, “brush your teeth the full length of your favourite song.”  I couldn’t come up with any tunes in my head so I absently looked up from the sink and good God…there it was!  My saggy white butt staring back at me from the closet mirrors.  You could see it from every angle, none of which made it anymore appealing.  My mother always told me a good soldier never looks back.  Now I know why.

“I’ll be coverin’ that up in a real hurry,” I thought to myself as I grabbed the nearest towel that, of course, was about the size of a tea towel.

“Coming to bed soon, honey,” my husband called in a pleasantly strained voice.  He clearly wanted ‘lights out’ so he could slip into blissful slumber as I was left to deal with the frightening image in the closet mirror.

I have since come to terms with “my saggy butt” and the whole host of other challenges I find myself faced with by my over 40 status.  My friends and I all share the same life changing issues that are reserved for women like us.  Some fun, some not so fun.  But if we stick together, we’ll make it through.

Anyone else suffering from anything sagging?  I’d love to hear from you.

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