Janna went to her final stake dance last night. When she got home I asked the usual, "Did you have fun?"
Her reply was an automatic enthusiastic, "Yeah, it was great!"
She promptly walked out of the room, but then quickly turned and stepped back into the doorway. Now she looked down and spoke with a melancholy tone, "No, it really wasn't. I'm so old."
She is older. It's time to move on. Tonight was Seminary graduation. This week is high school graduation and next Sunday she starts attending the singles ward.
"Growing up is a process, not an event."
Paul B. Jamison