The still of the morning when everyone is still sleeping and it feels like I have the house to myself remains one of my favorite times of the day.  The time when I can solve the world’s problems, drink coffee, respond to some emails and see what’s happening with people on social media. This morning for some reason I was wondering what happened to time. When did I get so old?  When did getting up at 5:30am without an alarm clock happen?  When did I start to turn off the lights to save electricity?  When did I stop taking things for granted?  When did my body start making weird noises?  I guess my body has always made weird noises, but I mean weird noises that aren’t funny. I guess the big question is….When did I become a grown-up?  At what point did I cross over?  I can’t blame parenthood or marriage because social media proves that is not the case.  I guess I will never really know precisely when it happened, but I am glad it did. I have enjoyed getting older.   Not the older part so much, but the things that go along with getting older.  Sure, there are more responsibilities now, but I am having fun.  I think that is the key to life.  Have fun and enjoy it.  I guess that is why when I see you trip and fall, I laugh.  So, maybe the maturity thing is not all there yet.  HA!