while we were in the states, i was surrounded by oh so many friends and family and it was wonderful, but.....though i absolutely loved being there and wouldn't trade a second of that time,
it was also a constant reminder as to how old i really am.
no....i'm not living in a state of denial, my friends, but,
a state of deceit.
let me explain---
(and for the purpose of said explanation, the friends that i refer to will be the
particular ones that i went to high school with.)
i seemed to have been a late bloomer in life....not knowing what i really wanted to do with my life and taking "the scenic route" through university, not finishing as quickly as everyone else, getting married later than most everyone and subsequently, also having children later.
my friends have various lives, but, the majority of them can be divided into two main groups:
those who have no children
those whose children are high school age and older
(the son of one of my friends is turning 30 this year, for crying out loud!!).
do you see where i'm coming from on this?
yeah, i'd like to introduce you
to my 9-year-old.
when i was in the states, i saw these 2 beautiful girls, daughters of one of my best friends,...
(this is a picture of them from our wedding)
and now, they are mommies.
and their babies....
were playing with my baby.
in japan, as most of my friends are a bit younger, our children are all about the same age (one is in university, but the boys refer to her as "big sister").
while a few of the parents at the boys' schools are my age, most of them are also younger.
i tend to consider myself the same as them.
and really...i don't mind that kind of deceit so much.
it's something i can handle.
i waited longer than others to be ready to be a parent,
and until i'm ready to be a grandparent, i'll just enjoy the heck out of those
grand babies of my friends....and those
angels that belong to my sisters.
as long as aunt debbie feels young,
she will rock a new generation of nieces and nephews!