Age is a state of mind

Abraham Lincoln said "and in the end, it's not the years of your life that count. It's the life in your years."

I was reminded yesterday that I infact am not old. It may be surprising to some to think that I, at the age of 23, feel old. I was speaking to a 42 year old woman who couldn't have looked a day past 30. She was talking of her families sail boat, their beautiful home. The lands she's journeyd and the experiances she's had. I feel sometimes that I've lost some of my life, the prime if you would, due to late night feedings and diaper changes. I've been told that "it will come", by many a voice. But my fear is that I will look at my photos of me in our new kitchen, or standing in front of the eiffel tower and look old. I have this vision of me at 40 with inch deep wrinkles and a balding head. Seeing this beautiful woman made me realise that age can truly only be in numbers; that my life isn't passing me by. I can only hope that when I reach the age of 42 I will be as youthful and vibrant as this woman. Perhaps I will even be as fortunate to have the wisdom and experiance that comes with those numbers, and that my face and body won't show it :)

First post ever!!

I officially have a blog! whoohooo!! Now all I have to do is come up with something interesting to say...and maybe figure out how to customize my layout. Me and computers - not a good mix.