Yes, it is official. It is my last day of being 25. Now, I never thought I would mourn my younger years, I always thought I would be happy to turn a year older every year, always happily anticipating my birthday, wondering how it would be to be older and more important. That was until now. I don't know why 25 is the magical number I started to feel old, but it is definately dawning on me now. I guess time just escalates as you get older and children come. I decided to embrace my gray hair, my spreading hips (because of the baby, of course), droopy eyes, and all the lovliness that comes with getting older. At least my husband is about a year and a half older than me. That gives SOME comfort, although I keep telling him he better not die before me- I get to go first. I guess getting older means new experiences and change, which I always meet with malice, but it is good to go on and get wiser, yeah, that is a good reason to want to get old! Anyway, I want to know if you feel old at your birthday time or if you are still blissfully oblivious to the illusive concept of time! (Duh, Duh, Duh! Now, it's YOUR turn!)
Monday, November 17, 2008
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I dunno, I've never really felt old on my birthday, just changed. Like when i turned 18, i was definitely excited because it meant I could vote! Then I turned 21 and it meant i could drink, even though I don't! Now, I don't even remember how old i am. It's all just numbers to me!
I think because Phil is soooo much older than me, that I don't really feel old yet. I forget how old I am like Britt as well! I did feel a lot older this year since I had a little baby. I think when we get into our 30s that will feel really crazy. I love birthday's because it almost always includes a meal out! I hope you had a good birthday Meg! You've had a birthday shoot hooray!
Well, Happy Birthday- a few days late!
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