 Come on, I know you've done it. Now that I am up in years, I see the lines above my lip, I see the hairs on my chin, and I have got wrinkles. But I tell you what, I wish I had the same gut reaction when it comes to holding a mirror up to my soul. The times I have, I've thought, God, how can you stand me? I'm so lazy, I'm fickle, my soul is so ugly.