I wish I was 16 years old again. Not a care in the world, except who I was dating, what I was wearing, if I had gas money, how my hair looked, if I was fat, if I was going to get caught sneaking in past curfew, if my best friend was going to be able to go to the mall, who was TPing my house, if the cashier at Finest was wondering what the hell a teenager was doing buying a case of toilet paper and a candy bar...So apparently at 16 I had a lot of cares.
Now I worry about making sure everyone has clean clothes to wear, if I have enough gas to get the kids all the places they need to be, how gray my hair is getting, if I'm fat, if I can stay awake past 10:30, if my friends need me how can I be there for them, hoping I have enough toilet paper in the house, who the hell ate my candy bar, and if the cashier thinks I shop like a college student.
Essentially, we have the same worries as a kid as we do as an adult, the priorities just shift from being the center of our own world to hoping gravity keeps us in the loop of the others in our lives!
~Kim
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