I realized Something Today

In nine years, CJ and I will be empty nesters.

Maybe, to some of you, nine years sounds like a long time. I get it and that’s ok. But to me, knowing my daughter is already nine-years old and feeling like I gave birth to her literally two years ago, that sounds way too close to be real.

In nine years, I will be 51 years old. Like…

WUT?

Who is this woman? It’s not me. I’m 24-years old, somehow dating the guy who I fell for when I was 13, feeling like my whole life is ahead of me. We’re staying out way too late on school nights and battling each other on the juke box in the bar until 2 a.m. and going to festivals on hot summer days and dreaming of the day we’ll host our families in our own home for the holidays.

But of course, that’s who I WAS. I am much closer to the woman who will be squeezing her daughter harder than her daughter squeezes her back too soon. I will be crying as I drive away from the dorm where I just dropped her off.

Et cetera. Et cetera. Et cetera.

Perspective is weird, you guys. It’s like a haymaker. That punch to the jaw has helped me respect my past and appreciate my present.

And that’s what I thought about today.
Welcome to my brain.

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