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Life...

     Life is so short!!! It seems like not long ago I was young carefree and living life as a high maintenance teenager. Now I am middle aged, with a child, trying to figure out how I got so old so quickly. Don't get me wrong, I love my life and wouldn't trade it for anything. Most of the time I don't really think about it but there are those times that it hits me like a brick wall. For instance, we had a travel baseball tournament this weekend. One of the other mothers was talking about how it was her mother's ?? birthday...she is only 3 years older than me😒. Yep, that's when it hits me that my life is halfway over. Eat the cake, buy the shoes, and take the vacation because life will be over before you know it.

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