Twenty five years ago today I graduated from college. My entire family attended. Gene (who was my boyfriend at the time) was there. At one table, my grandfather and his wife, my grandmother, my beloved Aunt, my parents, my brother, and Me.
I hate this getting older stuff. How am I 47 years old? When did that happen? What happened to my twenties? Or my thirties? How is it possible I’m going to turn 50 in less than 3 years? That can’t be right.
But at the same time, any time my periods would like to give up, that would be amazing.