That girl next door

Sometimes I still feel like that girl next door.  How can I have a 3 year old and twin 10 month olds?  I was 26 last year, wasn’t I?  That’s how I often feel.

I see girls (yes, I call 20-somethings girls) and think that I’m like them.  Then I remember I’m not…

Maybe I’m like them at heart.  The older I get, the farther away “old” is.  I used to think that 30 was old.  WOW, I’ve passed that.  I look at my parents, my husband’s parents and my grandparents.  They don’t act old…maybe none of us are old.

Maybe we can always be that girl next door….

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  1. Oh how I can relate. Turning 36 a few weeks ago was HARD. I see girls too and I think I am close to their age – until I remember how old I am! Ha! The other day I was shopping and a few young adults were standing and blocking the aisle. I said “excuse me girls” – then realized it made me sound ancient!

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Even A Girl Like Me

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