The thing that makes me sad is when another person does something for me, which shows their love or care for me, and I don’t even fully appreciate their thoughtfulness. For example, when I graduated from high school four years ago(!), my mom made me a recipe book. The recipes are printed on special illustrative paper and secured within a dark green three-ring binder and some recipes have been edited after the fact with a pen. One recipe used to be called “Tofu Stir-Fry” but now is called “Tofu Stir-Fry” because Mom learned that Tofu isn’t very healthy. Another recipe calls for Cool Whip (whipped cream) after Mom figured out that whipped cream is more healthy.

Sometime over the past four years Mom went through and edited these recipes for me and I didn’t even really use them until this last year. It makes me feel really sad, as if I didn’t care about her thoughtfulness.

I think I’m just in my nostalgic mind-frame right now… I don’t know why this makes me cry. :-D It’s silly, really. I can’t imagine how I will feel when I’m 25 or 28 or any other age! I never knew that 22 was going to feel so far away from my childhood.