Okay, so lately I have had some "EYE OPENING" moments that have made me think, "Maybe I am not as young as I think I am! Lets start with friends. Two people have recently come into my life, that I just love , and consider them amazing friends. You know, the ones you can talk to for hours and share stuff with.
Well, one is Angie, she serves with me in the YW. We were on an outing, and someone asked me if she was my daughter! Yes, sad but true. Now although I would love to claim her as my daughter, it shocked me. Could I really be old enough to be her mother? Thankfully the answer was not really. (I would have been 14 when she was born) Aside from that, I just love Angie, and feel so lucky to work with her and know her. She amazes me and teaches me so much.
Next comes Sarah. I feel as if Sarah and I for some reason have a special kindred connection. We both have very special loved ones who have passed, but whenever I am around her I feel so good and happy. She always makes me smile. She and I have had some fun times together at girls camp, and such. But it was not until recently when I posted about having all teenagers for kids that she left a message back and pointed out that her kids, not even one of them, is a teenager yet! AHH! Also, her mom and I have the same journal from the 80's, hmmm what does that say? Yep, I am older than I think.
Luckily for me, age knows no boundaries with friendship. Thanks girls for being my friend, even if I am old. :)
Then there was Cherry Hill this week. I took the girls for a day of play in the sun. Years ago, we would get Season Passes and spend our Summer Days at Pirates Cove. Now, the girls are off on the tubes, and I find myself floating around the lazy river alone, watching all the young moms with their little ones, wondering, "Where did the time go, wasn't I just there?" sigh
And lastly, I was on the pageant committee this year, and the director had a wrap up meeting and dinner at her house. It was one of the committee members b-day, so naturally the conversation turned to age. Well.... I felt very much, "like one of the girls" until I realized I was 6, count em 6 years older than anyone there! Not 1 or 2 or even 4 yrs older...but 6! Why am I the choreographer of the production # at my age?
Well, they say your only as old as you feel, and I feel about 30ish. So I am sticking with it.
Here Come the Birthdays!
6 months ago