I had my child when I was 44 years old and I had to keep up with him. I walk with an extra skip when I walk with him. My voice, I think, had just gotten a little bit higher too, in between my reiterating a point to him, singing or reading a book to him.
My boy is now nine years old and nowadays, a child’s schedule is loaded. In between my job, his flag football, violin lessons, tennis lessons and school, running around with him, I think, makes my heart pump a little faster feeling like the “Energizer Bunny”, non-stop and I don’t want it to stop because it is a very good feeling… to be young again! Yes, my boy makes me young at heart!