I'm sick as a dog today. My head is pounding and my sinuses feel like they are going to explode. My stomach hurts and I would like to just crawl back in bed for a nice long nap.
But i can't, so I got up, called in sick to work, fed my kids, packed a lunch for my son and sent him off to school. (at least I had someone who could give him a ride so I could stay home) I put on my fuzzy slippers from Peru and an old high school sweatshirt. Then I looked in the mirror and realized my shirt said "Swimming and Diving Finals 1996". Suddenly, it hit me. 1996. Next year will be my 10 year reunion. (Not that I have the slightest intention of going.) I suddenly realize that I have been out of high school for the better part of a decade.
I don't really feel OLD, just not so young anymore. A few years ago, I started noticing that I was no longer the youngest person in any given situation (which happened a lot till I was about 25) I have kids. My kids are growing up, which also means I am getting older.
I know this may mean very little to many of you because like HW, you are already in your 30s or beyond and have already reached this point in your life. It's not a huge trauma, but I noticed it. I don't feel old, just not young anymore.