Prom Night – Not Right

It’s senior prom night, and I just dropped off Gwen.  This can’t be right.  It seems like only a couple of years ago, I was a high school senior.  I was the one running off to school events.

In reality, it’s been a couple of decades.  Where did all those years go, and how could they have disappeared in the blink of an eye?

I also wonder what is my mom thinking tonight?  Her daughter just drove her granddaughter to the senior prom.  That’s got to feel weird.