I am 48, not 25. (a reminder for me)

Yesterday, I left school as soon as logistically possible, got into my car and drove, with one of my closest friends, almost three hours to another state to hear live music. We drank, we ate, we danced, we talked and we laughed. I rolled home at 2:15 am, only to wake up three hours later next to my youngest child, who wanted to know if it was time to wake up.

The activity of my life carried me through until now, when I lay down, once again, beside my youngest to help him off to sleep.  There are dishes that need to be done, laundry that is overflowing, and a thousand details that were pushed aside for today.

I feel like a truck has slammed into me and I have no idea how I will make up for this tomorrow, especially since I will have one less precious hour.

But I promised myself that I would write every day in March. So, I wrote.

 

8 thoughts on “I am 48, not 25. (a reminder for me)

  1. It is so important to not say later, “Why did I not go with my friends?” From what you have written, it sounds like you had a blast. You will be happy for those memories even though reality hits hard in the morning.

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  2. Good for you for writing anyway! I am in the same boat–too late nights with friends–a little too old to bounce back the way I still should, but I’m pushing myself to stay up to write anyway. I like your ending. That’s always what I have the hardest time with when I’m trying to write a slice quickly…..but yours does such a nice job of summing up the point

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