I’m 45 and will be married for 24 years next week, but I don’t really feel old. I go to bed a little earlier, but I don’t feel old in my head or my heart. My body is holding up well with no aches or pains or other medical issues, though I do need glasses now. Some of my friends are already grandparents, but I still have young teens so maybe that’s why it hasn’t hit me yet that I should feel old.
We’ve done a lot together in our 24 years. There have been numerous jobs and moves. We’ve wanted to choke each other. We’ve cried together in happiness and sorrow, prayed together, and laughed together.
It’s hard to believe it has been 24 years since I was that wide eyed girl of 21 walking down the aisle.