What is it about returning to your family, the home you grew up in, your parents' house, that makes you feel like a kid again? I dashed up to Calif to see my folks for a quick 3 day visit, and was sitting there after dinner at the kitchen table. My sister and I were having a glass of wine. My best friend Melanie was there; we were all chatting about the old days, old teachers, classmates, the usual topics that come up. And I sat there realizing that my sister turned 48, and will soon turn 50. I'm the big sister, so that makes me...... well, even older! Sitting there, it sure didn't feel like we're this damn old! We laughed and joked about how we're a little older than our parents' ages were when we were the teenagers sitting at that very table, talking about school, teachers, classmates. There's no way we're as old as they were with the same chronological number sitting in front of their name...... or are we????? Damn, but that's a sobering thought.
Lori and I joked about how no way we're old, we do too much, keep too busy, to consider ourselves "old". (Personally, I'd like to tell that to my knees when they creak in the morning!) Yeah, there are times when I think I'm still .... hmm.... what would I consider my age now to be? I think I still feel like I'm early 40's.... and she's a bit younger. So 10 years... that's quite a difference.
Personally, I like to say "You're only as old as you feel...." Only lately I prefer not to use the word "old" any longer.... When I ask people their age, I now phrase it "How young are you?" Cuz invariably, they're younger than I am. hahaha
Time seems to know no boundaries when you "go home". Want to feel young again? Visit your parents... they'll love it! Bet you will too.
So there you have it: "You're as young as you feel!!"
Young-feeling HUGGGS to everyone!
