Posted:Sun Dec 28, 2008 6:12 AM CST
Just a Dream
When I was a young boy I used to dream about what it was like to be old to understand the differences between young and elderly people. I used to check out the wrinkles and wonder what it would be like to have them.
I suppose in some ways I was just being curious but now turning 50 I sometimes reflect. I suppose in a way it helps me to connect with my children. Somehow makes me feel better to be in touch with my youth.
Though I near 50 I don't have that many wrinkles but the aches and pains are creeping in. I got a wake up call the other day. I have not had this feeling since I was 20 odd and I gave up smoking cigarettes. Back then giving up the cigs seemed easier then what I need to do now.
It comes down to habits. The longer you have them the harder they are to give up. So rather than give up I am trying to start new habits, better ones, take better care of myself, dress smarter and keep the my presence up to a better standard.
I guess that means learning to love myself in better ways, the right ways. Perhaps then I can find someone who will love me for who I am instead of who I want to be.
I am not Mr Religion, but Thanks God for making life so interesting, confusing, challenging and fun.