I Have Everything I Had Twenty Years Ago: Except Now It's All Lower by Suzann Ledbetter, Heidi Graf
Humor is difficult, but domestic humor is almost impossible. An exception to that premise is Ms. Ledbetter." Dallas Morning News
"If I were a kid again, there'd be galaxies of bright and shining What Will Bes to wish upon. I'd dream of do-anything-I-want tomorrows when I'd be an adult and not dependent on anyone. The future would stretch like a ball of soft taffy: warm, sweet, and infinitely flexible.
"Except I am grown up, and sometimes I catch myself wishing upon the star of What Was: cherishing the remembrance of days when it was okay to fail, okay to cry, okay not to know any better, okay to be afraid of inexplicable things that probably don't exist, and okay to want to be taken care of sometimes.
"When I was a kid, those wet-behind-the-ears years seemed much like measles: something to be gotten over as quickly as possible.
"But now, how I wish I could catch that youthful affliction again. Of course, if I did, how differently it would be diagnosed. A midlife crisis, other grown-ups might call it..."