I wake up every morningand I expect to do the same thing each day.Put on my slippers, throw on my robe,and eat my cornflakes on the way. But there is one thing that I dothat I take time for no matter the rush.I gaze in the mirror at myselfduring the time my mouth I brush. What I gaze at is the fact that I am still hereand I'm able to do my early routine.I have another chance to face the unknown day,the things that are unseen. But my mirror shows me one thingand that one thing no matter what I faceand for me that's so complete.My mirror allows me to see the bestthat I still have in me. -Stacy R. Jenkins, Community Writer Read next feature >