Young at heart? Or just juvenile? Some people’s description of this condition seems to shuttle between two very different takes on life. When I was younger, I assumed that many of the older people whom I enjoyed working with continued to have a sharp sense of humor, an interest in new things, and an ongoing ability to grow and change.
On the other hand, there were those whose ideas of being a kid at heart meant childish behavior. These were the folks who found amusement in behaving with a lack of courtesy while blaming others for being thin-skinned or lacking a sense of humor.
Having some good examples, I’ve matured into the first category.
Well, OK, there are the occasional immature, idiotic, and just plain stupid jokes, but I’m going to grow up. Really. Let’s see…I’m seventy-nine. Maybe by ninety.
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Stay young, love… hugs
I hope to mature as my dogs have. They’re still themselves, just slower.