I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching lately, which may be very boring for you to read, but it very fascinating for me, so bear with me.
When I was 11 my Great Aunt Eva died.
When I was around 13 my Nanny (great grandma) died.
These women were very important to me.
BREAKTHROUGH.
Now I understand why I am so immature! My emotional development was stopped when I was a tween!
Now that I have my life all figured out, I have to decide if I even WANT to start acting like a true adult.
Oh, I rarely act my age and especially when I'm hangin' with a buddy. Too bad we don't live closer. We could be immature together and take the town!
ReplyDeleteHa! So funny! I married so young that I am finally able to realize who I am so as far as growing up...I get it!
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