Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Epiphanies

So I'm fond of epiphanies in fiction. You know that moment where the character realizes something IMPORTANT like Charlie Brown does when suddenly he gets why Linus is standing there with a blanket wrapped around his head. Dude! Christmas isn't just about the presents! It's also about Linus standing there with a blanket wrapped around his head.

Only epiphanies in real life are often less . . . uplifting. Take the one I had the other day. For a long time I've wondered why when people find out I have a kid who's almost 30 they don't say, "But you don't look like you could have a kid who's almost 30."

Then I caught an accidental glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror and I'm all WOW. YOU TOTALLY LOOK LIKE YOU COULD HAVE A KID WHO'S ALMOST 30!

I had sushi today. That made me feel better although not younger.

8 comments:

LucindaF said...

Dear Ann that I love,

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HAVE A KID WHO'S ALMOST 30!
YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL AND YOUNG LOOKING AND I THINK YOU COULD BE MY SISTER! THE YOUNGER ONE.

I love PEANUTS, except here's the thing, Lucy, would you stop pulling the football away right before Chuck kicks it? Bugs.

Tiffany said...

Sushi always makes me feel better.

Kerry said...

haha! you really *don't* look like someone with a 30 year old kid. 20, maybe. but it looks good on you.

Lisa B. said...

I totally cannot believe that you have a kid who's almost 30.

That said, when I have this rearview mirror experience, I totally kick that mirror's ass, because it is a liar, and liars should not be allowed to live, especially when they are telling me how old I look. *@#!! lying mirror.

shelley said...

I'm with Lisa.

LucindaF said...

Okay Lisa, you win a trophy for your response. I'm still laughing.

Valynne said...

Lies! You definitely don't look old enough to have a kid who's 30. I mean, we're about the same age, right? And as far as anyone else knows, I'm turning 27 again this year.

Louise Plummer said...

I don't like mirrored back epiphanies. The first one I had was when I was in my fifties and saw this tired, sad looking woman, and realized I was looking at myself. The cheesy thing is I started smiling to hold my cheek muscles up.