That's tough to say for me sometimes. Mostly because I remember when my own Mom was 34 and I thought she was old as dirt, but also because it IS OLD AS DIRT.
Being in your mid-thirties has a stigma attached to it: We're supposed to be full of class and maturity, exemplary parents with a penchant for lemonade, curling, and cross-stitch and the mini van with the stick figure decals should be parked directly in the 2 car garage beside the mountain bikes and the cat carrier.
Seriously. WHO THE FUCK. DOES.THAT?
Clearly not I.
I think the only thing I do expected of me is raise my kids with a roof over their head, food in their bellies, and love. Love is everywhere.
So basically what I am trying to tell you here is that I do not relate well to other 34 year old women. Or 33 year olds. Or 32 year olds. Or 25 year olds for that matter.
Because this weekend, some crazy-assed 25 year old (or something close-to) called me an old hag.
AN OLD HAG.
I was humiliated. And hurt. But most of all I was shocked. What generation is raising their kids to speak to ANYONE like that?
And that my friends, is exactly WHY I'm an old hag. Because instead of taking my fist and rearranging her wrinkle-free face, I thought about her parents and how disadvantaged she must be to have so much hate in her.
That's something my Mom would think. And she's old as dirt.
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