Which good memories are better — the recent and vivid ones, or those that time has covered in a sweet haze?
I’m still trying to convince myself that I’m 40. Am I really in mid-life?
Honestly, I will take any memory that I can get. I love them all!
I remember being four years old. It might have been the best time ever. I remember Sesame Street and a chocolate cake for my birthday.
I remember being 10 and really awkward.
It’s possible that I was awkward before that. I grew really fast and then one day when I was about 13, I stopped growing taller. On the plus side, my boobs grew about three years later. Until then, it was a slew of carpenter’s dream jokes. Teenage boys . . . I could do without them. I didn’t think so then but I do now, especially since I have a teenage girl.
I don’t really miss that time of being a young teenager at all. It would be better not to remember, except that it helps to understand what my teenager is going through right now. The teenage years are rough and unforgiving.
I remember my 20s. There was college and drinking and boyfriends. I dyed my hair and wore ugly clothes. There are pictures to prove it. I wrote a lot of awful poetry. There are several journals to prove it.
My 30s were an emotional roller coaster and extremely humbling. I got a divorce. I was in an abusive relationship. I was homeless. I had three kids. Then I got my life back together but not without a lot of work and court appearances. A lot of those memories, I would like to remember less.
Then I started this blog. I write about the past and the future. I take a lot of photos so that I can look at them later and remember what a good time we had.
My 40s have been pretty cool. I’m almost a year into the 40s so it’s too early to say if I love being 40. I still don’t feel old. I don’t think I look 40 yet. I have a feeling that I’ll have Anne Bancroft hair shortly. It’ll be cool. I’ll make it work. I’m trying to remember why I quit dying my hair. It could be because of all of the maintenance – too much work to cover up the inevitable gray streak. So here is a picture of me with my inevitable gray streak.
It could be worse, right?!
I joined the #Midlife Luv linky Party. The link to the linky is here: