Aged Paper—Old Thoughts
©Jeanne E. Webster
The older I get, the more I realize how capricious my thoughts have been. At age 13 I was all grown up, ready for anything. My parents didn’t agree. Sweet sixteen arrived finally, and I was certain I was ready for the world. I secretly became engaged to a sweet older fellow, and my parents hastily unengaged that event. Thank God. Somewhere along the way to 25, I married and had four children, which left me wondering if I really did know everything. Forty-five was a huge leap of faith, blessing me with grandchildren and vamping me with a divorce and remarriage. I sighed with contentment at age 65, figuring that, for sure, I knew what life was all about. Wrong! I have come to the conclusion at the ripe age of almost 70, that life constantly changes the rules of the game. So don’t bother trying to learn all the nuances of it. Live and love and be kind. God has blessed you with life; isn’t that enough?