Reminders

As one who is fast approaching the half-century mark, I am reminded frequently just "how old" I am.

Like this morning, a coworker (who is part of the half-century club and likes to tease me about how soon I will be joining the elite ranks) mentioned that another coworker was born a few days prior to me being hired. I'm old enough to be her mother!

I also noticed ANOTHER coworker was born a month before I graduated from high school. And to be honest, I'm thinking there my be a couple more that fit that category as well!

So why don't I FEEL that old, I keep asking myself? Oh sure, I forget stuff. I have achy joints. And if I sit too long I have a hard time standing. I sometimes think, however, that the age of my children is the gauge by which I measure how old I feel.

So, if I have a friend and her son is 3, and my youngest is 9, then by my internal math system (I totally stink at math, by the way, and had to have my son show me how to do fifth grade math again, and he's in the ninth grade, but that's a story for another time) she is only six years younger than me. Of course, this is not the case. I am old enough to be HER mother, as well!

Are you as young as you feel? Wasn't that a movie made BEFORE I was born or something?  Apparently I am NOT as young as I feel, but I guess that isn't all bad.

Don't even get me started on how I feel about my age in dog years!!!

Dawn