I have a confession for you all.

You ready? You sure?

I am a 23-year-old Grandma.

No, it's not like I have a kid that has a kid, just in spirit. At least that is what people are always telling me. I hear from all of my friends that I am "such a grandma" and "just try to stay up late and have fun, you are missing the best years of your life grandma."

And want to know the best part?

I really do not care.

I am a 23-year-old grandma and I am proud…Okay, that is taking it a bit too far.

Why do I say that? Because that is how people younger than me and my own age describe me and my love for going to bed early, waking up early, and a good cup of tea or coffee.

I love sweaters, and secretly think ugly Christmas sweaters are adorable and want to wear them all.

I have an extensive vinyl collection that I play on my turntable when I am feeling blue…what do I play? Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong.

I named my dog after Charlie Chaplin, the silent film actor because I love silent films. Hanging out with him is the highlight of my day…he is more social than I am at times.

Let me be clear, I am not a cat person. I am an "all animal person" but am definitely a dog person. That is my one saving grace about being an elderly woman at heart.

I think “Breakfast at Tiffany's" and "Singing in the Rain" are some of the greatest movies of all time, though really any movie or TV show makes me happy since I can escape from the realities of a social life.

I wish slippers were normal daily wear and I am never too far away from my glue gun so I can craft up something. Just last week I made a wreath to decorate the office at work.

I am not a “normal” 23-year-old, and that is totally okay by me. Do you want to know why? Because this is what makes me who I am.

While I do not like to go to things late or to keep myself awake for the Ball to drop on New Years which takes too much effort, I have learned to embrace those things about myself.

I love a quiet night in with food and a good movie, but I also enjoy a night out with deep conversations. Introverts are often called grandmas and instead of hating that, we should learn to love who we are. (I'm an INFJ by the way.)

I have friends who push me to adventure and I still travel and love to experience life, but I also am content no matter where I am. I am blessed to have friends who are similar and different from me.

I do not need big events to make me happy all the time, I am quite content with just a few friends watching a movie together or eating a meal- as long as I am not out until 2 AM. I need sleep more than that average twenty-something.

I am a 23-year-old who is not typical, but that is okay and if you are always called a grandma by your friends, it is okay to be who you are. You are not alone and even if you think you were born in the wrong era, at least you can know that you are not the only one who feels that way.

Oh, and If you are really a grandma, you are awesome. Be you because you are wonderful just how you are.