We Are Never As Young As We Used To Be....September 10, 1999

We Are Never As Young As We Used To Be....September 10, 1999

Today started off on a wonderful note: lunch with Marrin and Lowlandz. My first kiss, best friend, and me, giggling over anecdotes of our school days. Crying at the thought of how old we are becoming. I put things into persepctive by reminding them that anyone who was just starting school when we graduated is also a graduate by now.

It is a wonder I wasn't lynched right there in the parking lot of Harvey's Hamburger.

Sorry, you two!

There is just no denying it. We have aged. There is hair where it shouldn't be. What has always been there is turning grey. Things take a bit longer to do sometimes. We make noises getting out of bed. Sometimes our joints creak when we are ambling. Sometimes they just refuse to move at all.

And if you still doubt me, let me just point out that Lowlandz recently bought a Crysler mini-van, wasting no time installing car seats and pull down Pooh shades.

How the mighty have fallen. Looks good on him, though.

Despite my sarcasim, there is a large part of me that has wanted children for a few years now. After my divorce, I began fearing that it would never happen. I thought I would be left to parent other people's children for the rest of my life, or at least suffer the irony in teaching the parents themselves how to be more effective.

Then along came The Goddess.

Still, having children is not going to come as naturally as it would have a few years ago. We are both in our thirties, she 34. In a couple of years when we are ready to start a family, I admit I am a bit concerned for her welfare, and that of the child's. I know that it is not unusual for women in their 40's to be having children, let alone those in their late 30's. Yet, I cannot help but be a little fearful.

I am not ready to be alone again anytime soon.

I need to be a dad.

....Blessed Be