"Day of Deliverance." Wow. Bill Hicks famously describes Easter as when "a giant bunny rabbit leaves chocolate eggs in the night." We take the fun superficial stuff, and forget the profound experiences that led to the original "Festival." Of course, we're too smart and cynical to buy all that sappy nonsense.
Please read with the understanding that I am partially tongue in cheek. I am verifying the old person stereotype here.
Happy Birthday! Yes, getting older is a fact of life. You might enjoy it after a while. But you are barely old enough for differences between you and the most recent cohort to matter. You measure the difference between you and people who don't remember a time before the Marvel Universe. Those movies came out practically yesterday.
To bridge the generational gap, I want to supply some insight for you about differences of scale. The difference between you and teenagers is tiny compared to the difference between you and me. Do you remember a time before personal computers? I do. Yes, everyone gets younger and younger each year. It's harder getting in and out of cars, or going upstairs. And medical problems mount. I remember Kennedy's election, the Cuban Missile Crisis, and the horrible decade that followed. Aging? It's natural, and we inevitably feel wiser than younger folk. So we point that out (like here).
I still feel the same inside but I don't look the same. I am now the proverbial little old lady with white hair. if I drop something someone picks it up for me. Someone always gives me their seat on a packed commuter bus. People feel free to call me dear or honey or sweet heart.
Go ahead. Take a shot at guessing my age.
Yet, I use a computer, and a smart phone. I text at my daughter's request. I can screencast to my TV, and run maintenance on my computer, mostly. My son did have to help with integrating my network. I learn new things all the time from my kids.
"Day of Deliverance." Wow. Bill Hicks famously describes Easter as when "a giant bunny rabbit leaves chocolate eggs in the night." We take the fun superficial stuff, and forget the profound experiences that led to the original "Festival." Of course, we're too smart and cynical to buy all that sappy nonsense.
Thank you for your insight.
Please read with the understanding that I am partially tongue in cheek. I am verifying the old person stereotype here.
Happy Birthday! Yes, getting older is a fact of life. You might enjoy it after a while. But you are barely old enough for differences between you and the most recent cohort to matter. You measure the difference between you and people who don't remember a time before the Marvel Universe. Those movies came out practically yesterday.
To bridge the generational gap, I want to supply some insight for you about differences of scale. The difference between you and teenagers is tiny compared to the difference between you and me. Do you remember a time before personal computers? I do. Yes, everyone gets younger and younger each year. It's harder getting in and out of cars, or going upstairs. And medical problems mount. I remember Kennedy's election, the Cuban Missile Crisis, and the horrible decade that followed. Aging? It's natural, and we inevitably feel wiser than younger folk. So we point that out (like here).
I still feel the same inside but I don't look the same. I am now the proverbial little old lady with white hair. if I drop something someone picks it up for me. Someone always gives me their seat on a packed commuter bus. People feel free to call me dear or honey or sweet heart.
Go ahead. Take a shot at guessing my age.
Yet, I use a computer, and a smart phone. I text at my daughter's request. I can screencast to my TV, and run maintenance on my computer, mostly. My son did have to help with integrating my network. I learn new things all the time from my kids.
I follow Christ. It has been an amazing journey.