On My Mind #12

I turned 45 a few months ago and it was a hard one for me. I cannot believe that I am almost FIFTY. I feel like I am still 25. I still walk into a room full of moms at my son's school and think they are all adults and I am not, even though most of them are at least ten years younger than I am. I keep wondering when I am going to think I have finally become an adult. I thought having kids would do the trick, but no such luck. And the failing eyesight and memory is crazy. I used to have the BEST memory and now no more. The failing eyesight would be okay if it weren't for the fact that I can never find my glasses. But there are good things that come with age as well. I like myself much better than I did twenty years ago. I take things less personally and I am much less judgmental of others. But I still feel chagrined when I see wrinkles forming around strange places like my wrists. And I wonder when the skin will smooth out again like it used to.