Time after Time

I have been thinking a lot about age, health and the love of a mother the past few weeks. Something that I appreciate each and every day is the joy it feels to wake up and feel that you are alive. And how grateful I am to be in considerate good health. In the end it is not about how much money you have, or how much stuff you have - it's about your health. We have all been given a body. I see people at work struggling so hard with different issues - health issues being one of them. I feel a great gratitude for being not sick or having to be addicted to something that I need to function.

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.