Another day closer to my daughter’s birthday, and we’ve reached the “Mommy, it’s X many days until my birthday!” portion of the month. And while I normally cheer in delight at this news, this year I’m caught in the realization that mine is also just around the corner.

I’ll be the big 4-0 this year, and while I am thankful that for the most part my appearance is aging gracefully…I become ever-so aware daily that I am getting old. It isn’t just my lungs (which we all know is a constant struggle), but it’s also frequently low blood sugar, hip and knee problems, and sometimes my hands don’t want to cooperate.

What I never expected to struggle with, though, is the digital era. As an elder millennial you would think that I would have social media and the likes pretty much figured out. After all, I had a computer back when it was ran by DOS and all the games were text based. Seriously, who remembers that? Or the Atari!!! Man, those were the simple days.

I was raised back before the days before we had phones permanently glued to our hands. Yet, as social media has exploded I feel…well…left behind. I’m 100% clueless on things such as Tik Tok, Snap Chat, and I never really got into Twitter. I’m mostly here on my website, Facebook, and sorta on Instagram. Let’s face it….like a lot of clients I just don’t like my photo taken.

To be perfectly honest? I don’t know what I’m doing half of the time. I’m still lost in the ever changing formats and algorithms on Facebook. – don’t even get me started on custom groups and events are to me. Half the time I have no idea what I’m doing with hashtags (which I grew up knowing as the pound sign). My age is starting to show.

What will the younger generations call the Millennials once all the “Boomers” are gone?