I won't be doing a Lessons From the Edge post this week. (Thanksgiving Break, you know.)But if I was, I'm sure it would have something to do with what happened at work yesterday afternoon. We had our monthly birthday party and while we were getting the dining room set up, I was chatting with my volunteers about my family's recent deer "adventures". To bring you up to speed, Josh got a deer Sunday afternoon. He and Brian decided they want to process it themselves, so it is presently hanging in my garage. About 12 inches from my vehicle. *Eeewww!* AND, Sunday evening "someone" put the deer's heart directly on the kitchen counter. As in, muscle to formica. No plate, no wax paper, no nothin'! I was not pleased with that decision and turned to Facebook to, uh, vent. Also in the dining room at that time was our piano player for the party. He and I are Facebook friends and he'd seen my status update Sunday. So he joined in on the conversation, too. It was fun to laugh together about it all. Then it happened.
The piano player said, with a large grin on his face, "You're so funny! You remind me of my mom. She would be reacting to this the same way you are." On the one hand, I thought, Oh, that's sweet. I remind him of his mom. And then I thought, Wait a minute. I know he's only in his early twenties, but I'm pretty sure he's got older siblings. How old is his mom? How old does he think I am??? Suddenly, I was feeling older than I want to. And I wasn't sure I wanted to remind this young man of his mother anymore. Because I'm too young to feel old. *ahem* Any idea what lesson there might be for me in this circumstance? Cuz I'm not seeing it! *wink*
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