prismatic-bell:

aqueerkettleofish:

dostoyevsky-official:

the worst part of “you’ll understand when you’re older” is that you really do understand when you’re older

The second worst part is, once you get older, you find yourself saying “you’ll understand when you’re older” with Full Comprehension of how fucking annoying you’re being right now, but also knowing that it’s all you can say.

I literally had a conversation in this vein with my dad today, talking about how when I was younger I thought people saying “I always think of you as [young age], it’s so strange to see you all grown up!” were saying it the same way you say “doing good” when someone says “hi, how are you?” and then.

And then. I had to start prepping for my younger niece’s bat mitzvah.

And it’s so strange to imagine her standing on a bimah in a tallit for the first time with her hair done and painted toenails in a pair of new high-heeled shoes, because wasn’t it just last week she waved at me and said “byebye” and I lost my damn mind because it was her first word and she said it to me? How is she thirteen? It’s a clerical error, right? ….right…? What do you mean her sister is graduating next year? She was just in kindergarten!

And then it hit me. I sound just like my mother’s friends.

And then. I had to

start prepping for my younger

niece’s bat mitzvah.

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