18 is old. Let’s be real. It’s ancient.
To you, probably not so much. In fact, I would bet 18 sounds a world away. To be 18 would be fabulous for you, I’m guessing.
But to me it sounds so old. So in the middle.
28 sounds married.
35 sounds like a stay-at-home mommy.
49 sounds like getting your kids ready for college.
18 just sounds like an adult. Not some dream way far off. Not some hope to look forward to.
It sounds like your life of being a kid is over. Like you’re passing through some huge moment in time and, suddenly, life will become so much more serious.
No longer a kid, but a kid at heart.
Most of all? 18 doesn’t sound fun. Sure, it means you’re legal and all. But it comes with so many more negatives than positives. Where’s the fun in it all?
Ancient. That’s what 18 is to me.
22 was my favorite age ever. I also graduated college at 22 and got married 5 days later. I had my first baby at 23, my second at 25, and now at 28 I am a stay at home mommy. Sometimes life moves faster than you think. I never thought I’d get married by 28 :-)
Well I sure hope 18 isn’t ancient. Because I’m 22, and if 18 is ancient, I don’t even want to know what 22 is! But I know what you mean. I feel like I’m in limbo right now. I’m a college graduate, I have a grown up job, but I’m going to school at night to further my education and still live with my parents. It’s like I’m an adult. But not. 18 is okay though. Although 19 was my favorite year. Ever. Hands down. I LOVED 19. So keep your chin up! 18 is good, and 19 is coming! :)
Hey hey, 19 was married, 20 was stay at home mom, and 27 is teenager stuck in old lady’s body :)