My nephew is getting married today. He was two years old when I married his uncle Gregg.
This event has made me realize that I have somehow been thrown into the "Older" generation. I am peers with the PARENTS of those who are getting married and having babies! When did this happen? How did this happen?
Inside, I'm still the age of these fledging children. When I look in the mirror, I am surprised that I see some grey hair. A few deep set wrinkles are even appearing!
Does anyone actually feel the age that they really are? Is anyone out there shocked that there are at least as many generations younger than you than are older than you?
Okay, maybe it's just me. I have to keep repeating to myself: I will be 50 next month. I will be 50 next month. I will be 50 next month.