My 15-year-old daughter put up a picture in her room of me holding her right after she was born. I was 19 at the time. I was flabbergasted at the young punk in that pic that used to be me. So skinny, so much more hair. But that young punk had no idea how awesome his next 15 years were going to be!
And that's the thing I keep discovering about getting older... life does keep getting better, as long as you hang onto your health.
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