why.

In my continuing struggle to define myself, I find this space incredibly useful for hashing out the rambling nonsense that often crops up between my ears.

I wonder when I’ll ever see myself as an “adult” in spite of the fact that I’m now a parent.

Age is nothing more than a number when you really stop and think about it. I’m going to keep that perspective as long as I possibly can. It’s when you let go of that opinion that you truly start to age…

 

One Response to why.

  1. Cindy says:

    Beth,

    got a good laugh over the two shoes that didn’t end up matching ; ) glad you were able to turn your day around!

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