This past Monday I turned 36 ... which is really weird because it's absolutely impossible that I am actually that old! Of course, my creaky hips and achy feet tell me that, "yes, indeedly doo, you are that old", but in my mind's eye, I'm more like this:
My mom has said the same thing - experiencing jaw-dropping shock after catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror and realizing that she's 60 ... even if she is still young at heart. This age-business can really mess with your head!
I have also become a bit more aware of my age in regards to sports figures. Nothing is more humbling than seeing a star athlete at the height of his or her career and realizing that I am A DECADE older than they are. A decade. Proof that it's probably time to put my aspirations to be an Olympic synchronized swimmer to bed. It's not gonna happen.
Or, discovering that celebrities, of whom I have always projected as much older than me, are actually my age. Or younger. The biggest shocker recently was discovering that Angelina Jolie is my age. And Ashton Kutcher is three years my junior. I'm not sure why that struck me as strange, but it did. Maybe it's because I picture them as above me in age and stature as opposed to a peer. Not a peer in the sense of fame, fortune or fan-club status, of course, but we could have been in school together, bumped into one another in the hall, traded secrets for fighting acne.
Maybe my shock at crossing over to the "other side" of 30 is due, more than anything, to the surprisingly swift passage of time and the seasons of life that are behind me. I have two possible responses to this discovery: cling to the past or fling myself into the future!
Gratefully, God orchestrated my days long before even that adorable little snapshot above was taken. While my future may be hidden from me, it's already written out in great detail in God's book.
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be. (Psalm 139:13-16, emphasis mine)
And with the peace that comes from that sweet knowledge that God has my days already planned out, I can smile at the future.
With the same goofy grin from when I wore teeny-tiny overalls and had a lot less hair!
31 Days of Mom in the Midst
Day 1: Mom in the Midst
Day 2: My Button is Lame
Day 3: Splendidly Lavish
Day 4: Keeping My Head Above Water
Day 5: Time-Warp Wednesday ~ Little Me