Yesterday I was in the front garden pulling weeds out of our lawn (more accurate to say I was leaving the lawn bits in our front weed patch but that's another story...) when, for some reason, it occurred to me that it has been 25 years since I became a teenager...that's right, a quarter century since I first was a teen. Yikes! What a thought, not good or bad really, just an observation. Too bad I hadn't thought of it on my birthday, I could have had a silver anniversary celebration....I guess I was too blissed out on birthday chocolate to think of such a thing. Anyway, just thought I would post about it so a certain someone I know, who will also be celebrating that "milestone", will be aware of it for her upcoming birthday. Aren't I helpful. :-)
Anyway, it is funny to think of how short a time ago that seems. I can easily remember many of my thoughts and feelings, hopes and dreams from that time. I like to keep that top of mind with my oldest nearing his teen years, in the hopes that it will keep our relationship open and filled with a comfortable ease, a simple enjoyment of each other. I remember talking to my Dad about aging once and he said something about looking in the mirror and thinking - who is this old guy? (he is very healthy and active, more so than most young people I know) I can easily see a time when I will be looking in the mirror and see a face with long white hair looking back at me and I will be wondering when did that happen...only a moment ago I was a mom with little ones, making our way through our days....a little girl pushing my cat around in a baby carriage....
Anyway, it is funny to think of how short a time ago that seems. I can easily remember many of my thoughts and feelings, hopes and dreams from that time. I like to keep that top of mind with my oldest nearing his teen years, in the hopes that it will keep our relationship open and filled with a comfortable ease, a simple enjoyment of each other. I remember talking to my Dad about aging once and he said something about looking in the mirror and thinking - who is this old guy? (he is very healthy and active, more so than most young people I know) I can easily see a time when I will be looking in the mirror and see a face with long white hair looking back at me and I will be wondering when did that happen...only a moment ago I was a mom with little ones, making our way through our days....a little girl pushing my cat around in a baby carriage....
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Interesting. I guess that happened to me in March too. I didn't think of it either. I remember writing in journals in hopes of being able to understand my own teenagers 'someday'. I have a few more years yet before digging those out. It's just so amazing to me that as teens we look at old people as being so very very different from us. Yet when we ARE old, we realize that we're not much different inside than we ever were... I wonder how we could bridge that distance for our own teens.
Hmmm... we've been on a similar wavelength. Okay, it will be 25 years since becoming a teen and 20 years since graduating from highschool this year. And I will have another teen in the house in 3 months. Whew! Where does the time go?
Ha. I already look in the mirror and ask myself who is this person? Scary to think that I'm nearly the same age that my mom was when I left home for college - and I tell you that some days it does not seem possible that so much time has passed between then and now.
Happy becoming-a-teenager anniversary! There must be an easier way to say that...
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