Experience

I saw Ron today and I must say that he looks really good for his age. I guess that in this day and age 44 isn’t want is was before. We have tentative plans to go to lunch on Thursday and he’s made reservations for us. I’m kind of excited but at the same time I’m not such a Chatty Cathy in person. He is really an awesome guy and has a lot going for himself which makes me wonder why he isn’t married and has no known children.

For some reason when I look at him I can’t help but think that he’s the same age (probably older than my uncle.) Some say age is just a number, which I absolutly and wholeheartedly agree with, but at the same time his life experience is much more greater than my own and as a result our perspectives definately differ.

I don’t know what my mom will say when I bring him home. I see him and I see his age around his eyes, in his hair, and in the wrinkles he wears on his face.

It’s not exactly fair of me to not get to know a person because that person, has more experience than I have, otherwise I would be completely voiding myself of wonder people and experiences.