Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Where did my youth go?

Baffled. That's the feeling. Pure confusion. Wasn't it just yesterday I was learning the hula for my Senior Project at RHS? Has it really been 12 years since I've owned my own horse (I still miss that painted pony)? Wasn't it just last year I myself was only 15 years old???

How did I become 25? That's an entire quarter of a Century!!! When did kids start asking ME questions in order finish their Senior Papers.....Am I really so old that I can talk about my transition from "youth group kid" to adult and how my faith weathered the transition...? 

I know. I know. I'd better get with the program. Of course I realize I'm a youth sponsor now and I'm working with parents in order to insure that their kids see God and don't lose their ever-loving minds (like I did) when they go to college. I get it. I know it. I'm not just realizing it or anything. But today it all seems so surreal.

OMG. I'm old.

2 comments:

Stephen said...

Ah yes... that depressing moment where you realise you can no longer tick the "Aged 18-24" box on surveys.

If it's any consolation to you, that stage is even more shocking for guys. It's the point where you see girls going out on a Saturday night and your first thought isn't "she looks hot!" but "does your mother know you're wearing that?"

Bana said...

Ha! That IS depressing!