I’ve been thinking about how society has evolved and how some very basic areas of life have changed.
Yes, it’s time for old age reflection, or what those under 30 consider ancient history.
Social media is ruling the way people interact and redefining much of what we do and feel.
So what is everybody looking for?
Does Match.com have the answers?
Will you find the “one” with your app?
Modern medicine has ensured that vowing to stay together until “death do us part” will be much harder to accomplish.
Life has a much longer expiration date these days. If you marry early, chances are you will have to do it a few times before you get it right.
Dating? It is now a function of social media. Yes there’s an app (actually many apps) for that.
No other part of humanity is more integral than love.
Love, the most frequently used or referred to term in the world.
Songs are written about love. Books are written about love. People celebrate love. Mourn lost love. Do crazy things for or because of love.
Love is something everyone seeks. Love is something humans need. Love is what makes the world go round.
I was a dreamer.
I grew up believing love and marriage were exemplified by the families on Donna Reed, Leave it to Beaver and Father Knows Best.
I thought I could live happily ever after and worry free if I had a house in the suburbs surrounded by a white picket fence.
But, that vision of family wasn’t even close to what my family looked like.
But TV and the movies had us believing that passion was Bogart and Bacall, Gable and Leigh and that house in the suburbs was every American’s dream. The TV was my window to the outside world.
I grew up and realized that it was a fantasy. That it is so much harder than they made it look.
Eventually unrealistic values got beat out of me by reality. But it took a while, life didn’t move at warp speed.
The young people of today lose their innocence much too soon.
You can never recover innocence.
Yet, there is enduring and lasting love. And it has little to do with the fantasy Hollywood creates.
I have shared the majority my life with one person, Mikey.
Old love, it is nothing like young love, not even close.
Old love is cozy and comfortable, like that pair of jeans or sneakers you just can’t live without.
Old love is easier than young love. There aren’t as many demands on old love. You know what works and what doesn’t work. You know what feels good and right.
Young love is stressful, it’s chaotic, and yes, it is exciting, but tiring. I’m getting tired just thinking about it.
Old love doesn’t need all that. It’s serenity and familiarity.
It is the ability to communicate without speaking.
Old love is drinking a glass of wine and reminiscing, about the life you have lived, together.
Old love is about appreciating the gifts life has given you.
Here’s to Old Love.