As I’m always saying to people, “Age is just a number.” For me, that has been on my mind a lot this past week with having just celebrated my most recent birthday and more so since having a conversation with someone new I met online and went out with yesterday, Thursday, for the first time.
Last week I celebrated my 43rd birthday. Yes, Happy Birthday to me!!!! I’ve always embraced my age and will proudly admit it to anyone who does ask how old I am. Yes, there are some days I feel a bit slow or like I have the creeky body of an 83-year old at times, but overall and even with my Multiple Sclerosis, I certainly feel young at heart, young of mind, and young of spirit. Yet, I do feel like I am an old soul. Now tell me what kind of sense that makes?!?!!! LOL!!! What helps, I think, is that my friends, both IRL (in real life) and online, such as on Facebook, run all ages. Yet, I feel like I can relate to them all on different levels no matter what their ages may be. I certainly hope they feel the same way about me. J
So, here I was then confronted with an age issue yesterday. I honestly admit that it made me stop, really think, and question myself on how much I truly believed in what I'd been saying that “age is just a number.” I went out on a first date yesterday, which consisted of a very nice, two-hour long lunch. This then proceeded onto an unplanned trip to the mall to walk around and hang out some more and talk, which lasted yet another two hours. This was with a man I met via Match.com. Here I was under the impression he was 10 years older than me, which was already at the far end of the age range I was looking for in regards to meeting someone. However, after talking during the lunch half of our date, I came to find out he’s actually 15 years older than me. I have to be honest, that took me by a bit of a surprise. Between the back and forth e-mails we exchanged and the phone conversations we’d had up to our date, you’d never guess he was the age that he is. He’s very active with many community projects and activities; and he comes across as having such a young, fun spirit. But, I have to admit, it still caused me to pause a bit. I’d never dated anyone more than 4 years older than me from what I remember. But 15…now that’s a leap I was not expecting. Was I going to be OK with that? Granted, it was only our first date, but we really hit it off, or at least I think we did and hope we did, as I’d like to get to know him better as a person. However, this post is not about the actual date itself; it’s about age and did I believe in what I preached.
Upon thinking about it after the date and then later that evening, I came to the conclusion, that, YES, I did believe in what I’d been saying all along…age IS just a number. Age is just a superficial representation of who someone is. Young at heart and young of mind speaks volumes more than any age on the calendar represents. I know it certainly won’t stop me from accepting another date with this man, should he ask me out again. J
On that note, this old lady needs her beauty sleep!!! LOL!!! Off to bed with my head!!!
Wishing you peace, love, and happiness,