Two things happened last week when I was uncluttering. I found an old journal and I found an old photo that fit the era of the journal.
I spent a few hours just reading, and while people don’t die of mortification, it isn’t uncommon to have it humble them significantly. So here I am now, about 20 years later, and I am so grateful for a God who has been oh, so kind.
I wonder if, in another 2o years, I will feel just as astounded at the things that seem so large now, the things I mull over and stress about….
Oh, wait, that’s my mom. 😀
I did find an age progression website, but I didn’t think it was a very good job. Apparently I can expect my eyebrows to get bushier. It’s a safe bet that the glasses will not be this style, but I suppose they can’t predict that 20 years ahead.
Here’s to growing! Change is good, folks!