Who is this....
Who is this person who looks back at me in the mirror these days? It can't be me...where did I get the gray hair and those wrinkles...what happened to that pretty girl I used to be? We went to our daughter's house saturday for our family Thanksgiving get together. I was greeted by my beautiful 2 1/2 yo grandaughter singing Happy Birthday Granny. How have so many days gone by so fast that I am now 52 years old? I look around at my grown children with families of their own and it's both satisfying and frightening. Satisfying that I have raised 3 such good people and frightening that it happened and it seems like a big blur...many many days melded into one lifetime. And I KNOW I only lived one at a time...there were many that seemed neverending! * grins*
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The crazy thing is that this happens to everyone and has been happening since the beginning of mankind. I'm not past my 20s yet but I'm sure when I get to 50, I'll know how my parents feel now and when I get to 70 (if I make it that far) how my grandparents feel. I know I'll feel unique and have these strange philosophical questions and reminiscences in my head, but deep down I'll also know that I'm not unique at all and countless Egyptians, Romans, Aztecs, and others have had the same exact thoughts...
true gc...we are all the same and still different aren't we?
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