
2. We also realize that age isn’t as important as we once thought.
The only time I’ve actually forgotten my age was last year. I honestly thought I was 33– for like a day– until my husband reminded me that I was in fact 34. I know the notion of forgetting one’s age for a moment seems ridiculous–and crazy, perhaps–but, honestly, I think it’s great. Ever since I’ve been in my thirties, I realize that I still feel like I’m in my early twenties, and that doesn’t seem to change with my actual age. Sure, we become more mature and our bodies change, but how we feel inside is a state of mind and heart. And, my thirties have helped me to realize this all too well.
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