This is exactly the way I feel. I am shrinking.
When I was in fourth grade, I was taller than my mother, my teacher, and the principal of my elementary school.
When I was in sixth grade, I was the same height as my brother, who is five years and two days older than me.
In high school, I was the second tallest girl there - Jane Witherspoon was at least six feet, I think.
My first year of college, I grew almost half an inch more - I believe it was because it was my first exposure to clean air. If I hadn't grown up in the smog of Los Angeles, I might be 6'5" right now.
I married someone tall- 6'4" - and that made me feel a little bit shorter.
And then my kids began growing up - and suddenly I was the shortest in the family.
Say WHAT?
Now I am literally one full inch shorter because of my spine compressing. It's not weak or bent or anything - it's just shrunk.
So when Colin and Kate are in fourth grade, they are going to TOWER over me, you just wait and see.
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