Oh, To Be Young Again
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I don’t miss some things about being young. For example, I am a whole lot smarter now than when I was a teen. Not only do I have more academic knowledge, I am wise in ways that only time can grant. I don’t miss not being able to vote or drink or be questioned about being old enough to make major decisions.
I do rather miss living in my parents’ house, where all my financial needs were taken care of without a worry of my own. I miss mom cooing every night. I miss the carefree life of a child, who needs only to do well in school and have fun with friends. I also miss my skin,. When I was a teen, my skin was porcelain flawless. I never dealt with acne, or when I did it was one small pimple that went away overnight with a dab of Clearasil.
Now I am in my 30s and although I enjoy the freedom of my own decisions and the respect of an adult who uses her smarts to get through life, I have to also deal with the fact that my skin is on a roller coaster, so to speak. One week I am dealing with dry patches, the next week I have break-outs, and the next week I look like a goddess with dewy, pink skin and not a blemish is sight. So, not only do I have to have the best moisturizers on my vanity shelves, I also have to stock natural acne treatment and lotions for oily skin – all depending on the day.
Still, I wouldn’t go back and trade it to be young again. As much fun as I had in high school, being a mom is even more exciting.
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