This is my son Adam when he was 1, then 2, then 3.
Staring at these progressive pictures of my son makes me think, how he transforms! I have forgotten most of what happened during the transformation period.
Staring at the mirror now, I believe I'm losing pigments - hair getting fairer and skin getting darker. Or is the pigmentation going down with gravity?
Either way, I am a transformer. We all are. And this very moment of transformation is a critical time for us (me at least) to accomplish anything is in the here and now. Do we marvel at the transformed results, or should we instead enjoy every second the transforming takes place? Do we enjoy the price of success or pay for it?
Staring at the mirror now, I believe I'm losing pigments - hair getting fairer and skin getting darker. Or is the pigmentation going down with gravity?
Either way, I am a transformer. We all are. And this very moment of transformation is a critical time for us (me at least) to accomplish anything is in the here and now. Do we marvel at the transformed results, or should we instead enjoy every second the transforming takes place? Do we enjoy the price of success or pay for it?
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