Have you ever just sat back and thought, "When, exactly, did I become a grown up? Where has the time gone?" I remember being younger, I remember not having any responsibilities or worries, I just don't remember where that time went.
I'm getting ready to go to a family's house with our Bishop to talk to them about the funeral for their son.
(You may be thinking that this is a Relief Society president's job. Well, it is. Except when your Relief Society president is in the hospital. So, that leaves me.)
When did I become a grown up?
Who thought this was something I could do?
Eeek...
7 comments:
Isn't the grown up world scary?? Sorry so much has been placed on your shoulders Ashley. Let me know how I can help.
I agree! It is hard being a grown-up and it does sometimes seem like it happened all of a sudden!
It's not fun being a grown up, is it? And it is still hard for me to see you as one because you will always be my little girl. BUT, you have grown up to be a smart, talented, accomplished woman who is totally capable of handling so much. I am sure you did it with understanding and compassion. Sorry you had to though!
Love you!
You can do great because you are so kind and loving and thoughtful ----and adult.
Man Ash, you seem to always have to step in and do the harder things. I am sure they were happy to have you there. You have a very calming personality.
Being a grown up is overwhelming sometimes!! Good thing you are so capable to handle things like that!
I don't want to grow up... that stuff is no fun! If anyone can handle it though it is you!
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