I turned 38 on the fourth day of this year. I still feel doubtful that I did the math correctly. How can I be 38 when most days I feel like a girl making adult decisions? In some ways it seems like forever since those rites of passage into adulthood. My twenty year high-school reunion should be in a few months after all. I remember when my Dad attended his and having the thought that twenty years seemed like an eternity. My own twenty years away from all those kids I grew up with seems to have flown by and yet the years have surely separated and changed us. I keep waiting for the day when I feel inside my head the way the world sees me. I guess I’m not there yet.
As birthdays go, this one was special. My friends spoiled me and made me feel how much I am loved. Being surround by people who love you certainly takes the sting out of being a year older.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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