I was reminded of this day and decade ago when my Mom sang “Happy Birthday” into her phone because she was sending my brother, Dave, a text because is his birthday. It’s not just any birthday, it’s his 40th birthday! All four of my older brothers are in their 40s now.
So, a decade ago, we were both seated and my Mom’s dining room table today. He was quite upset at being 30 and he sat in my Dad’s chair and I think I was sitting in my Mom’s chair. He stared off into space and kept repeating, probably five or six times, “I’m 30,”
Being such a wonderful little sister as I am, each time he said that he was 30, I chimed in in a singsong voice, “I’m still in my 20s.” He is two years in a little under a month older than me so when he was 30, I was still 27. So now that we all are a decade older, I feel like I should let him know that, “I’m still in my 30s!” because I am 37 now that he is 40. I won’t be 38 until next month.