It’s funny, the little moments throughout your life that only highlight the fact that you’re either 1.) Turning into your mother or 2.) Getting old (and if we’re being honest here, sometimes it’s both). I don’t know what it is about 30, but as soon as life told me I had to claim that number for a year, those little moments have been happening more frequently. And it’s in those moments I haven’t figured out yet whether I should laugh or cry… and usually, it starts out one way and ends with the other. Don’t believe me? Well let me give you an example. And by ‘example’ I mean a real life moment I experienced last weekend.
It all started when I drove home to my parents house in Indiana and realized I’d packed everything except my underwear. (Kind of important, I know.) My mom and I had already planned to visit my Grandma and aunts in Richmond (about an hour and 45 minutes from my parents house) so we decided we’d just stop on the way home from our visit with them and I could buy some. That night though when we were on our way back, there was a big snowstorm and most of the stores were closed. The only store that was open was Kmart so I ran inside and grabbed literally the only underwear I could find… and yes, they were “granny panties.” My mom and I had already joked about how funny it would be if I bought granny panties so when I got back into the car and showed her the underwear, we both had a good laugh. When I got back home to my parents house and in my room, I took the underwear out of the packaging, held them up, and THEY WERE HUGE AND HIDEOUS. Like SO huge and hideous that I was laughing so hard I was crying. I had to show my mom, knowing she would cry from laughing so hard too, but had an even better idea when I thought to actually put on a pair and walk over to her with huge granny panties on. So as I’m still crying from laughing so hard, I put on the underwear…… only to realize they fit me perfectly.
So obviously the crying from laughing so hard quickly turned into just crying. I still told her, but didn’t model them for her… and you bet your butt (pun intended) I wore those babies for the rest of the weekend. (Really because it’s all I had.)
30 has done something fierce to my life and while I know that’s a vague statement, it’s all I can think to say right now. I’m not even saying it’s a bad thing, because truly I am the happiest I’ve ever been, and I’ll go ahead and just admit that maybe, just maybe, I thought the granny panties were actually comfortable. And that maybe I’m going to keep them. Well?!
It’s Wednesday which means my dear friend Anne from Love the Here and Now is hosting the Wednesday Wishes linkup! Today, I wish that as I continue to age, I’ll accept all of the funny quirks each age brings, and that I’ll continue to laugh until I cry because really- aging is a gift. These “crazy” moments soon become the every day moments, and for that I am grateful. Because whatever type of moments they start out as, they’re all pretty sweet in the end.
What are you wishing for today? How do you feel about granny panties? No, no. Don’t answer that. I know, it’s personal. (Okay but seriously. How do you feel about them?)