I recently had a chance to reconnect with some friends from my high school years. This was not the first time we’ve gathered up, in fact one of the few upsides of Facebook is that you can reconnect with old parts of your life, and its a pleasure. But as each of the 12 people around the table took out their phones to show off pictures of their kids I had to wonder if we’ve collectively gotten older and wiser or just plain older?
The reality is, I really do not know the answer.
When did I reach this point?
It’s not that I am not proud of my kids. I am. It’s not that I don’t want to show off my kids. I do. But the image of 12 mid-to-late 40 somethings sitting around a table exchanging phones was a deja vu moment-I can almost envision my mother (or even grandmother) pulling pictures out of their purse to show to their friends.
I’ve become a parent.
Now, I’ve been a parent for 13 years. But now I’ve joined the club. And somewhere the answer lies, older and wiser or just plain older? The good news is I have a few more years to think about that.