We are always the same age inside…..

My daughter tells me she doesn’t feel older on her birthday. She feels older on her son’s birthday. Oh, how I understand.

“We are always the same age inside.”

Gertrude Stein

– I’ve always found that thought provoking. I can’t explain, but I know it’s true.

And because it’s true, I am puzzled that my daughter is as old as she is – I’m not that old. Inside.


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