My mom's birthay is coming up this month. I asked her if she knew how old she was going to be. She looked at me for a few seconds and said, "no" and then she added, "Does it matter?" No, no it doesn't Mom. It doesn't matter if you think you are 37, which she though she was last year, or 87, which she will be this year. I turned 50 this year, which is a weird age, your not young and your not old. So as I float around in age limbo, I am just going to do whatever I want and not worry about if it is "age appropriate." I am thankful that my mom, who doesn't even know who I am sometimes, is still teaching me life lessons and giving good advice.