Those moments when you realize you've moved up into the "adult" category are pretty scary.
My Dad writes me weekly, and one week he mentioned how exciting and terrifying it was to watch me live my own life. I'm completely responsible and in charge, and if I fail, I fail.
My best friend watched several people from her office get layed off today. As she watched, she didn't know if she would be one of them.
Wow. How did we get here?