What was Mom Doing?

About a week before my birthday I was thinking about my mom and dad in general. (They have both been gone more than a couple of years.) I started wondering what my mom was doing when she was my age.

After doing the math, it dawned on me -- at age 49 my mom was at MY WEDDING! And one month after the wedding, my nephew was born making her a grandmother!

I am not old enough to be a grandmother! Well, physically I'm old enough -- it's the mental part I can't deal with. Geez! (Ironic, isn't it? A blog about feeling old and suddenly I feel too young about something.)

After pulling out some wedding photos, I was shocked. Even with as many times as I have looked at the photos, I never noticed how young and beautiful Mom was on that day. In my mind I just remembered her as being my regular old mom in her 40s.

Now here is the part that will be shocking to everyone. For the first time I can ever remember, I wished I looked a little more like her -- especially how she looked that day.

It was a fleeting thought. When I do see a little bit of her in my mirror some mornings, my first reaction has always been "Oh, God, No!" And as much as I think she was great that day, just like every other woman, I do NOT want to be my mother.

OK, off to bed with me or in the morning I'll see my 70-year-old mom looking back from my mirror.
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Added 12/17/09: I just noticed this morning -- If you look closely, you can see the start of the age spot on my dad's left cheek!