Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. ~Samuel Ullman
I remember my grandparents coming to visit me in Mexico after Saac was born. My grandmother was holding Saac. She looked at me and said, “Do you feel like a mother yet?”
I looked at her and truthfully said, “No. I don’t feel old enough to be a wife! Aren’t I just 15? ”
She looked at me and laughed and said, “That’s how I feel too! And here I am holding my great grand son, but I’m just 15!”
It was a moment. Granddaughter and grandmother were just two girls of the same mind. Two 15 year-old-girls.
I’ve grown up since then! Okay, maybe not.