Aging At Our Own Pace

I was flying to visit my mom, which meant that I was traveling back to the town where I went to high school. I so rarely see people I know in the airport, but I always keep an eye out for familiar faces. One thing that makes it hard to recognize people that I went to high school with 35 years ago is that we all age at our own pace. I am pretty young looking for my age, so I have a hard time picking out people my own age and comparing them to that yearbook photo in my head.