My twenty year high school reunion is just around the corner. I loved high school. L to the O to the V to the E to the D. LOVED it! I just hope that my children end up having such a wonderful experience.
Of course, this has prompted me to reflect a bit on the past twenty years. I've thought less about accomplishments and more about where I am in relation to my peers.
I see their pictures on Facebook and I see their children in middle school, in high school, graduating, and *gasp* some of them in college. They opted for a different path. Here I am with an infant and some of them are preparing to be grandparents (for real).
When my mother was the age I am now, she had a child going to college. My younger cousins have middle and high schoolers. I have a baby who is not yet crawling.
I know that different situations arise and different paths are better for different people, but I wouldn't change a thing about the way that we had our children. I spent my twenties and early thirties having a grand time. I could never have been the parent I am now back then.
I think I'm finally able to say that I really like being an "older" parent. At least I say that now. Ask me again in another twenty years.