As hard as it is for me to accept that I have an 11 year old kid, it's even harder to accept that I am 34. When my Granny was 91 she said, "I don't feel old in my mind, I think I stopped aging at 25." I'm with you granny. I still feel like I'm trying to figure things out, but am pretty confident I'm on the right track. Here's to feeling 25 in our minds, no matter what our outward appearance might reveal about our age.
(My husband made this silhouette from a thinly cut piece of wood. Isn't it pretty?)