Life, life is funny. As I grow older that is the term I equate with life...funny. It never ceases to amaze me, to confuse me, to go so much different than I ever thought possible. This week as I spent the week in California on business travel, I kept thinking about this thought. Life changes.
As life goes on and people grow old, you find yourself going to the same places, but its different. Different, not worse or better, just different.
Instead of venturing out to the pier over the ocean, you go to the local restaurant down the street. Yet, your heart is grateful that grandpa can walk the couple of steps into the restaurant on his own.
You find yourself giving your younger brother dating advice when you thought he would be married by now and you both spend the night cracking up as you explain the differences between being interested and a stalker.
You learn that avocado and cookie butter sandwiches make a little old man smile.
You laugh with your family about how "naughty" you were as kids for sneaking down past the flower beds of grandpa's garden on the side of the hill that was always off limits.
You notice that your little brother is starting to get grey hairs and you think #winning, sibling rivalry at its best.
You watch as your older cousin lights up explaining the strategy of some game and say more words than you think you have ever heard him say.
Or your parents start retiring and aging, they get out of breath walking around the block and have started doing couple's aerobic videos to stay in shape.
Life is fun, just when you think you are getting the hang of things, it never ceases to surprise you.