do you see what I see?

 

Sarah and I saw this at Cracker Barrel before my surgery. 

She said "mom, that's you." 

And she promptly bought one for me.

This afternoon I was washing my hands in the laundry room.

I smiled at the reflection in the mirror.

Call me crazy, but that's not household dust-

it's glitter floating in the air

or maybe it's diamond dust...