It's interesting how in the past few weeks I've had some encounters with a lot of my old friends. I had an invite to go to a gathering of some of my college buddies, but stupid me sent the host the wrong cp number, so the whole time I was waiting for his message regarding the details of the gathering and me feeling a bit neglected for not hearing from him, he was actually trying to reach me through the wrong number*sighs* seems like I need to start taking those memory enhancing pills.
These past few weeks, I've been constantly reminded of growing old...these encounters with friends...Michael Jackson's death...conversations with my special guy and my inability to truly appreciate all the things he tells me mainly because some of these things are young people stuff...all of these things have been making me more aware of my age. Well I won't be whining about how growing old sucks...it just makes me feel all nostalgic. This week, there were two things that I saw on FB that really made me smile: the video of the son of one of my college buddies counting from 1 to 12 and the photo album from the wedding of one of my high school buddies. In the past, I probably would have looked at these things with much envy, but when I saw them, I just smiled and felt really happy for them. I don't know what it is...it could mean that I'm now totally resigned to the inevitable (that I'll grow old and become a bitter old maid...hahaha!) or it could mean that I am now quite comfortable in my own 30 year old skin. I know often whine about a lot of things...but when I look back and see how beautiful my life has been, I can boldly say that I am happy.
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