...usually, I'm okay with 32 as in the years I've been alive. I mostly just pretend it isn't so and go about my business...and it works for the most part. Last night however, it did NOT. I picked up the mail last night on the way home from my sister's house (thanks for the invite...food was good) and in the mail was a letter address to the Parents of D. A. M...so I'm thinking "What the heck did he do now?!" and as I turn it over to open it I read
I was literally sick to my stomach! Come fall I will have a child in HIGH SCHOOL!