“Most people don’t grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honor their credit cards, get married, have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging.” ―
Yesterday I reached out to say hello to a friend I hadn’t spoken to in weeks. In the past few years every time I reach out to her, I ask her about her friend T. T is a friend of hers that lives in her building. Even though it is not official, everyone thinks they are more than friends.
They accompany each other to functions, they celebrate holidays together, and get together with each other’s families. She always mentions him in our communications, and when I say he is her boyfriend she plays coy, but always smiles and giggles.
“It`s not how old you are, it`s how you are old.” ―
When she mentioned there is someone else interested in her, and by the way she wrote, it seemed she is also interested in him, I was surprised.
She wrote: “S is interested in having a relationship with me.” She continued: “He had joked about it in the past, but now he is serious.” “He said I am the best looking girl here.”
I was a little taken aback. I have met S. before when I visited my friend there a few years ago. They all live in the same senior building. I also met S’s girlfriend. Yes, he has a girlfriend. One, that supposedly, is not fulfilling all his needs.
“And the beauty of a woman, with passing years only grows!” ―
My friend is all conflicted with S throwing her this curve ball. She is enjoying his attention, and I can tell she is considering his proposition. She says that it seems that T only wants to be friends.
I was a little surprised by the whole thing. Everyone involved in this foursome is over 80 years old!! I doubt S informed his girlfriend of his shift in interest. I am happy that wanting love and affection never gets old.
She wanted my advice. My advice, this time and every time, to anyone, in any situation is: Do what brings you joy! Follow your heart!
“To all, I would say how mistaken they are when they think that they stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love.” ―