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Originally Posted by garinda
Age is all relative. It's just a number taken from the Christian calendar, mixed in with how many times the earth's gone round the sun.
I know miserable acting teenagers, and people in their eighties who are as daft as a brush, and enjoy every minute of the day.
The most important thing, irrespective of the number of years you've been on this planet, is to enjoy life...because it's so precious, and we only have it on loan.
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You're right there. I get moments when I can't believe I'm going to be 30, I have to keep reminding myself. I still think I'm 22 LOL.
I remember looking at people who were 30 when I was about 17 and thinking that they were so old but like you say it's all relative.
My young children think I'm ancient and love pointing out to me the fact that I was born last century

I have been asked by them if I remember the war, if I knew Jesus when I was younger, and if I have ever seen a dinosaur in Oswaldtwistle!
Never mind though, my parents, who are in their 50s, think I'm a young whippersnapper.
Also, sadly, there are many who were not so lucky as to reach 30 so having this birthday really is something to be glad about.

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