A younger better looking me - Spring 2007

A younger better looking me – Spring 2007

My BFF Paul who you all know about but most never met, because you won’t get teamspeak3 and join us in the channel, has been four months older than me ever since we met. Naturally I use that to aggravate him, after all I will never be as old as Paul.

I have spent half my life with him. After looking at several FB posts that FB made on my page, I see now that I have known many more on FB and my website for three or more years, and I have readers that have been following for nearly ten years.

Yet here I am.

I was told when I was seventeen I wouldn’t live another three years. I was even on hospice, and to give credit where it was due, it was Paul that gave me strength while everyone else was sucking the life out of me.

Okay, enough of Paul we can’t have him crying now can we. He is a softy. So what is this post all about?

Well it is about age. I thought I mentioned that in my first paragraph. You see, I never expected to reach twenty-one, and each day I thank the Creator for another day. Yet when I turned twenty-five, to me that was amazing. It was also scary. One quarter of a century old. Jeez how time flies.

On this day I turned twenty-six. Now I am not trying to slam anyone here because of age, but I remember when I was twelve I thought Paul was way old at thirteen. Someone in their twenties was ancient, and a grandma or grandpa, well let’s just say that a twelve year old thinks their parents were born before time, if you get my drift.

To make matters worse, or better, I am not sure yet, someone I know is much older than I am, called me Mr. Meggs in a review of Grapes of Rome. I freaked out, yet I realized that someplace in this life, in this time, I have actually come of age… let’s face it, in my twelve year old mind I AM OLD!

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9 Thoughts on “Growing Older

  1. Mel Leach on November 3, 2015 at 4:01 am said:

    Awwwww…. I’ll let you in on a little secret. We are all still twelve years old in our mind. That never changes. We never feel as old as we really are. At least not in our head anyway. It’s the child in us that keeps us alive.

  2. Anna Lund on November 3, 2015 at 5:28 am said:

    yup, you are old, boy.
    I’m still trying to catch up with turning 20.
    it’s been a few decades.

  3. Yeah, you’re an old fart like me now. 😉
    And yes I know, you will never be as old as me 😛

    • Wait a few more years and you will think that 30 and 40 are not really that old. I am older than Pauly and Remmy put together.There are times that I still feel (and act) like 12, but there are increasingly more times when I feel like I am 112.

      Expecting to die and that not happening gives you a different outlook on life. About 30 years ago I had a motorcycle wreck and ended up rolling down the highway. Every time I rolled over facing up where I could see the sky I would think, gee I must still be alive. Mostly because just before the wreck happened I was not expecting to live. Turns out that I only got a scratch on my arm, but totaled the bike.

      For one thing you don’t tend to worry about death because you already thought that you were there.

      As far as Mr, it is a term of respect. So enjoy life Mr. Meggs, no matter how old you get life is still too short.

    • Mel Leach on November 7, 2015 at 6:38 am said:

      That’s right, Remmy. You’ll never be as old as Pauly, so don’t forget to respect your elders.

  4. I called you Mr. Meggs for 2 reasons: 1) respect for a fellow writer, and 2) it sounds more professional to me.

  5. Remmy2013 on November 4, 2015 at 1:42 am said:

    Oh my gosh what am I to do with everyone? People I write this blog to have fun, tease, pick on people, usually myself. Although i appreciate the comments you all need a chill pill to understand that I am trying to put smiles on your faces? You take me too seriously, if I can laugh at my past you need to!

  6. What’s the problem Mr. Meggs, can’t we tease back?

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