20 years older ...

From the Motherlode blog ...

Over on the Mommy Track’d Web site, the writer Risa Green’s resolution is to pretend she is 20 years older. That’s the surest way, she says, to appreciate what you have now:

If 55-year-old me could go back and be 35-year-old me again, I think that 55-year-old me would a) be really psyched to not have so many wrinkles, and b) do some things a little differently. For example: my son is 2 years old. He whines a lot, and he’s going through a super clingy phase. He always wants me to pick him up, he’ll only let me put him to bed, and I can’t escape his room without a minimum of 40 hugs before he’ll lie down in his crib. Now, this stuff drives me insane, especially when I’m starving and want to eat dinner and he’s yelling for me to come back into his room to give him his forty-seventh hug, or when I’m trying to talk on the phone to my editor and he’s crying and screaming, “Uppy, mommy, uppy,” at the top of his lungs. But then I think about 55-year-old me. Fifty-five year old me would probably kill for the chance to pick up her son (who, let’s not forget, is now 22), and have him wrap his arms around her neck and squeeze her so hard that she very nearly loses consciousness. Hell, with the way my back feels these days, 55-year-old me would probably just be thrilled to not be an invalid anymore.

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wow. I think I'll try thinking about being 20 years older for my new year's resolution.
Sounds like a good perspective to me.
ashley