Signs of Fall
Yesterday I flipped my own personal calendar to another year, one that is looming ever so much closer to the big 4-0. It was a good day...cake, badminton, football on the tele (good thing I'm not a Colts fan), and we couldn't have asked for nicer weather. But something about it made me pause...more so than other years. Could it be because Steven's enrollment into kindergarten next fall is weighing heavily on my mind? How can he possibly be this close to getting on a school bus? Or is that my 20 year high school reunion is this Saturday? ...20 years... Or perhaps it's that I'm a over a month between hair coloring appointments and my roots are showing more gray than brown?
Not sure exactly, but my pause was just that, a pause, and I was reminded again that growing older is not such a bad thing. After all, you can still have contests to see whose tongue is bluer, no matter how old you are.
