Age is just a number, right? That's the fashionable adage that women in their late thirties or entering into their forties like to say. You don't hear young people say that. Well, unless you're a 16 year old begging your mom for a tattoo. So yes, it is a number. But nothing that should stop you from having fun, living life to the fullest or from being fabulous. I wouldn't trade myself now for my 23 year old self. Except for the waistline. Sigh.
Why the thoughts about aging you say? I've been through a couple of grade school and high school reunions in the last couple of weeks. Our 30th homecoming for our high school batch is coming up in 2013 so there's been a spate of planning and meetings for that event. Yeah, 30 years. Kind of freaks me out a bit. A lot of my colleagues at work were toddlers while I was in high school. I am still in touch with a lot of my high school friends so the shock value of seeing most of them again wasn't that big. But grade school?? That's another story. The two get togethers so far have been so much fun. I'd forgotten how nice it is to be surrounded by people who have known you since kindergarden. It gave me so much insight of how much we have grown since we last played patintero in the school basketball court. And yet it was comforting to see the little bits and pieces of the kids we once were and to realize that hey, I know you. You're not a stranger.
