R.K.
Every line -- wrinkle -- crease -- and discoloration on our faces is a memory. The crinkles around our eyes are from laughing and smiling with our kids or hubby, the dark circles remind us of the sleepless nights snuggling a tiny body as we get them back to sleep, the lines around our mouths are from smiles of pride when our kids first rode a 2 wheeler or graduated high school and every proud moment in between. My face is a memory of raising kids and loving them.