Late bloomer...
Sep. 1st, 2002 12:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishSometimes I fall into the bad habit of measuring others by my own experiences. At lunchtime, someone was discussing Anna Nicole Smith’s train wreck of a TV show, and someone mentioned, "I feel sorry for her kid, having to go to school and face his fellow students, when his mom has that show!"
I shook my head in consternation, and said "She has a teenager?!" Too me, not only does she not seem capable, she doesn’t seem old enough. "Oh yes," D. said. "She’s my age, at least." And while D. is 8 years younger than me, I know she has a nearly-14-year-old son, though you wouldn’t think it to look at her.
I have this mistaken bias that I’m in the same age group as other mom’s with kids my age, when the truth is that many of them are as much as twenty years my junior, and many people my age have kids ready to leave home (or already have).
I’m a late bloomer in many respects. It’s confusing sometimes.
I shook my head in consternation, and said "She has a teenager?!" Too me, not only does she not seem capable, she doesn’t seem old enough. "Oh yes," D. said. "She’s my age, at least." And while D. is 8 years younger than me, I know she has a nearly-14-year-old son, though you wouldn’t think it to look at her.
I have this mistaken bias that I’m in the same age group as other mom’s with kids my age, when the truth is that many of them are as much as twenty years my junior, and many people my age have kids ready to leave home (or already have).
I’m a late bloomer in many respects. It’s confusing sometimes.
