I can remember when I thought that 35 (or even 27) sounded "older."
I can remember when gray hairs were not even something I looked for, much less found.
I can remember when I gasped that my body required a size 7 instead of a 5.
I can remember when I was nine years old . . . and now I have a nine-year-old of my own.
I am still very young, but my, how perspective changes over the years!
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I was just thinking about similar things yesterday! And you are still very young - and beautiful!
(Sigh) I love my sisters. :)
Everything is definitely relative - which sometimes feels like a relief and sometimes a little disorienting or disturbing.
Also just wanted to mention that 1 of my memories of being 9 was Julie teaching me how to do the Roger Rabbit. I showed all my friends how to do it at school the next day and earned major cool points.
I can see how you'd earn major cool points for that, Laurie.
I remember when I thought I'd feel all grown-up when I reached 38...
Sometimes I still feel like I'm 9!
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