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.