Today I am thirty eight years old. 38! I feel like I blinked and suddenly I’ve gone from 20 to 38. Time. it sure flies by, doesn’t it? 38 is of course just a number. But, as today approached, I would winch a little every time I thought of it. Like how did I get to be this age already. I’m not saying that I am old or even that I feel old but it’s a weird unexplainable feeling I suppose — getting ‘older’. I had a couple of conversations with some girlfriends earlier in the week