Oh my how time is flying.
It is strange. Pretty soon it will be Christmas, and before you can even catch your breath Christmas will be over again.
Well, we’re almost upon 2016. 2016 is the year when I will turn FIFTY YEARS OLD!!
How strange and weird is that?
I cannot believe that I am almost fifty.
I clearly remember New Year’s Eve 2005. I was at a great neighborhood NYE party (yes, we throw good ones in my neck of the woods). I wore a “tiara” with the year 2006, and I was fretting a bit to my friends that I would--indeed-- turn 40 years old in less than three months.
Gosh, what a baby I was then!
I did not understand that when you turn 40 you are still young and still considered fairly young by society.
Fifty, however, is a whole other story!
But, as I look around and see all the hip, beautiful, trendy, young looking fifty+ people I feel a bit calmer.
Maybe 50 is, indeed, the new 30?
The pics below are 49, 48 and 47 years old.
My first, second and third Christmas on this earth.
My grandma Signhild was exactly the same age as I am today in 1967, and duh, in 1966 she was only 48. My grandpa Emil was 59 in 1967. Now they are not with us any longer, they are angels looking down on us from heaven.
My mom, dad and aunt were SO young.
In the 60s people looked so stylish. What a decade it must have been.
This must be back in 1968. Right outside our house. This is when we lived in Hässelby Castle.
Ginger bread making 1968. I was two years old. Check out the super short dress and the transistor radio!
My darling grandma Signhild is visting us at the castle back in 1966. I was nine months old, and CHUBBY. My grandma is exactly my age today, 49. Check out the super cool advent candle holder on the cool TV. SO right for 1966. Also, the shag carpet. OH and the Danish leather chairs, way cool!
The chubby baby and the BIG Christmas tree!
Feeding time! YES, my mom's hair!!!
In my stroller. Check out the pillows, and the scarf, propping me up.
Christmas 1967 in Norrnäs, at my grandparents farm Stenö. In the kitchen busy with Christmas gifts. How fun!!
Dancing around with that little 1 year old!
Sleepy two year old. This must be in 1968. My grandma had knitted all the clothes I am wearing, from the hat, scarf, sweater and pants to the mittens. Quality all around.