When I was in High School I acted in plays and musicals. For one musical the director was applying my make up. She asked me to wrinkle my forehead, as that provides a natural outline of a person's future wrinkles.

I raised my eyebrows...not a single crease. The director said "My God, you can't even wrinkle your forehead, you won't get wrinkles until your sixty!"

She was wrong, and she was right. I didn't get wrinkles until I was sixty, but she was wrong about me not having wrinkles at 17 years; my wrinkles were all on the inside. I am grateful that my insides can be peaceful, so I happily accept my wrinkles on the outside.
© Jodie S. Frink