Today is a big day for my fourth born child because today she's 18 year's old! How is this possible? I mean, what sort of weird time-bending bubble do I live in where my children are aging faster than me? Surely I'm not old enough to be the mother of yet another child who has reached the age of adulthood.
Yesterday I realized something. When you're the oldest person in the classroom, don't shy away from it. Rather, you should own it! That's the thing I wish I knew last fall when I started back to school.
(I'm not always the oldest person in the classroom.)
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