I married a cool kid.
I know, I know I am almost 40 years old and it really shouldn’t matter but it is high school reunion time and it is causing me a silly amount of anxiety. My husband has never missed a reunion but this will be my first time to go with him. Am I really going to walk into a reunion on the arm of a cool kid? You see I wasn’t a cool kid, on purpose. The few times I tried to hang with that crowd my big conscious (aka: the Holy Spirit) got the best of me so I just opted out of even trying early on ...
