It hit me like a ton of bricks. Literally out of the blue. Why, I have no idea.
When did my life start to speed up?! It's as if it is going a thousand miles an hour. And before long, my road will be ending.
Was it after my mom died and it was just me and Dad? That's when I had to "grow up" at the age of twelve and do many of the house chores that my mom would do. Including cooking and the laundry (which I still hate doing to this day!).
Maybe it was after having a first boyfriend. After all, all us girls think that we are the shnitz when we land a "man" in our teen years.
Or was it after a failed marriage? Boy was a I stupid then! I was so blind, Stevie Wonder could have seen what came, coming along like a train wreck waiting to happen....Oh wait! It WAS a train wreck!!
Holy smokes! I think I got it. I started to get old after having my kids. After all, they are always telling me I'm ancient and that Grandma is REAAAALY old.
In all honesty, it seems that once I hit twenty five, my age started to skyrocket. Every birthday now seems to come faster and faster.
Hell, the last ten years have gone by so fast, it hit me in the face twice. Once with my oldest turning ten. Then, with my mind just racing about how my birthday has once again snuck up on me.
So, with all that in mind, I shall leave you all with the following....