As I get older I have a harder and harder time not remembering that I’m getting older. I tend to group my life by ‘around this age I …’
It works for general things, there are very few years in there, but there are a few. It’s more relative than concrete. I spent a lot of time forgetting that I’m not 18 any more– and it’s getting easier and easier to believe I’m getting older.
It used to be, I’d catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and do a double-take thinking, “Mom!?”
This year, getting ready for my niece’s wedding, all dressed up– I saw my mom looking in the mirror head-on.
Today’s Prompt: Growing