Getting Older

My oh my!
Why is the older we get, the more time just flies? I remember being a kid and being so impatient to get into Jr. high, get my drivers license, graduate high school, move out of Mom and Dad's and just be "old enough to understand things". Now I look in the mirror and see a 29 year old woman who owns a home, has three wonderful step kids, a loving boyfriend who takes care of everything, and two dogs.
I think about my family as well, like my parents moving to California after my Mom retired from the State of Utah. I never imaged they would live anywhere but here. I never thought someone would be renting the house where I learned to play basketball with my brothers, lit fireworks, learned to clean from my Mom,(but I just learned that I was the slowest cleaner in the house so my brothers had to pick up my slack...thanks guys).
Christmas is hard for me, I miss having Christmas morning there.
I am happy for my Mom and Dad, they are living their life and doing a great job at it.
My older brother who joined the Navy over 4 years ago, lived in Washington state for 3 years, and just today, moved to Mississippi for at least another 3. He has a wonderful wife and two great children.
My younger brother is married as well, has two amazing kids, a loving wife and owns a home. I think back to all the trouble and fights we would get into. I will never live down that I tried to cook Ramen with no water because I didn't want the juice. I remember looking up to Justin and the girls that he would take to prom, again I couldn't wait until it was my turn.
With this being the last year in my twenties (thanks Cary!) I have had random thoughts come into my head and I guess I wanted to share them. We all get older, wiser, stronger in some parts, weaker in others. We are hopefully still learning from the mistakes we made in the past and will continue to make mistakes in the future.
Things will always change. New people will come into our lives and some will leave.
I think I understand how this works, but sometimes it gets hard. I look at other people's lives and think they have a lot better than I do. They have more friends, they are married and have a nicer house or car or a better family.
Honestly I think we all do this at one point or another, but I look back and think of all the things I have done, good or bad, and realize I am very blessed to be loved by those in my life, I am very lucky to have learned what I have, and also I am grateful to have been able to work hard to earn what I have.
Bottoms up to the next 29 years!