Only a few years ago I was a child, learning of life. Now I am a mother, a grandmother, and soon a mother-in-law. I am turning 50 next year, which means that I have, in all probability, lived more than half of my natural life. It feels a little weird.
My son is getting married. As of this Saturday - tomorrow - he'll be legally hitched to his until then girlfriend of some 8 years. Also they'll be baptizing or christening (I never know which is the correct translation of the Danish døbe) their first born, Sofia.
I have bought new dresses for the occasion. I want my son to be proud of his old mom. This means a lot to me.
/me sighs.
Damn, I feel totally sappy...