In a few months I'll be half-way to 50 and I think it will be a lot easier this year than last year. I was thinking about something concerning age. Isn't it funny how when you are younger - before you end the"blessed" teenager, you always tell people exactly how old you are? You are never 10 or so much 14, but instead you are always 8 3/4 or 10 1/2? You never hear about someone being 24 1/2 or 76 3/4. Why is that? When does age start being such a big deal where you want to be older and why do people want to be younger? I'll admit I did freak out in one way when I turned 20. But now I am actually looking forward to being older. With age comes wisdom and knowledge, right?
Mother's Day was last Sunday here in Norway and it's always such a hard time. But this year it wasn't too hard. Maybe cause I was able to work and do something for someone else? Nevertheless I've been thinking about the love that a mother gives to her children and how unconditional it really is. The older I get, the greater a desire I have to one day become a mother. I just think it's magical to have someone calling you mother and to teach that person about everything. You want to make sure that your child knows that you love him or her and that you are always there for 'em. I am so grateful for my wonderful examples of mothers that I am surrounded by and I hope one day I can share that special mother bond with my children. That they will always know that their mother loves them for who they are.
