Do you see why I call her the Beautiful Artistic Daughter?
When she came by for a visit recently, she had put her hair up and wrapped it in what I called "a head rag".
I'm sure it has some fancier term.
But when I looked up and saw her I said, "Wow! You look like an artiste!"
She responded, "I am!"
As the three of us were sitting together, her mother said, "I told her I don't think she looks a day over 50."
I thought even younger than that.
But truth be told, she recently celebrated a landmark birthday 20 years beyond that half-century mark.
I find it hard to believe.
But when I realize that I've known her for 54 years . . .
I still think she's more beautiful now than she was way back then.
