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I've become Miss Young.
My father was resident manager of a hotel when I was growing up (This Hotel), and we lived there from the time I was seven till I was fourteen. In the back office, Miss Young was the office manager. Since my father had worked there from the time I was two, I knew her my entire childhood. She had never married, and even lived on property. She must have been the age I am now when I was little. My boss just came back from picking up his oldest, who started ninth grade this year. He's taller than I am now, and I've known him since before he was born [g] I just realized I have become Miss Young. I wonder if he'll look back when he's my age and wonder about the odd spinster lady that used to work for his father? When I envisioned my life at his age, I certainly never saw myself becoming Miss Young, but looks like it happened anyway.
It's just one of those odd things that happen that make you all contemplative. And feel old.
My father was resident manager of a hotel when I was growing up (This Hotel), and we lived there from the time I was seven till I was fourteen. In the back office, Miss Young was the office manager. Since my father had worked there from the time I was two, I knew her my entire childhood. She had never married, and even lived on property. She must have been the age I am now when I was little. My boss just came back from picking up his oldest, who started ninth grade this year. He's taller than I am now, and I've known him since before he was born [g] I just realized I have become Miss Young. I wonder if he'll look back when he's my age and wonder about the odd spinster lady that used to work for his father? When I envisioned my life at his age, I certainly never saw myself becoming Miss Young, but looks like it happened anyway.
It's just one of those odd things that happen that make you all contemplative. And feel old.
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Date: 2008-11-21 02:54 am (UTC)From:It's the route I took every day to work until I left Baptist Central and they demolished the building. I still get tearful when I pass the site of that historic 19-story building.
Not too long ago I was in Whitehaven and I had the urge to just follow Raines Road down to the street I grew up on. I didn't have time, but it made me very sad.
I don't know. The times just seem very odd right now. I don't know if it's just a feeling or some kind of odd karma in the atmosphere.
But we have one another *hugs you*
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Date: 2008-11-21 05:16 pm (UTC)From:[nods] Exactly.
[HUGS]