Why is there such a difference between us when we were young and where we are now? I know all the reasons, but at the same time I don't understand why the difference is so great... sometimes as much as night and day.
Sometimes I will worry about money from paycheck to paycheck, back then I didn't worry at all. If I had it, I had it, if I didn't, I found something to do that didn't cost money.
Now when I think about taking a trip to Loudon or to South Carolina or Alabama to see the kids and grandkids I fret over the van. Will it make it? Does it need an oil change. How are the tires? Back then it was almost "Who cares, let's go!" As long as you could throw your money together and get a couple of bucks for gas, the rest of it was easy.
Now I hate being around crowds and will steer clear of some events because I don't like being around so many people. Back then that didn't matter. The more the merrier.
Sometimes now I worry about what others might think, after all, I'm still raising kids and I have to be an example of sorts. Back then it didn't matter. More than once I told someone to kiss where the sun don't shine.
As I get older I'm actually starting to worry less about some of that stuff. At times I will walk down the street with Sarah, singing at the top of my lungs. It's mainly to embarrass her. :) Who cares who looks. They won't see anything other than a man having fun with his daughter --- a daughter who happens to be growing up way too fast.
I have a shirt Sue bought me that says, "Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional." That's my new mantra.
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