A computer news item caught my attention today – “things I wish I had known when I was 21.”  They applied to dating and were written by a 31-year-old.  I read these out of sheer amazement.  I’ve got a bathing suit older that the writer, so my perspective on wisdom and what I would do differently takes a much different slant.

The writer apparently is at a time in her life when dating and companionship is important.  Many of my friends and acquaintances – my age – are in a similar phase in their lives.  However, the young and old phases are worlds apart.

Let’s look at some comparisons.  The author, whom I am paraphrasing, said if you’re confused whether or not someone likes you, don’t analyze it.  The truth will reveal itself.  A widow friend whose husband died of a heart attack several years ago stated it a bit differently. “If someone wants to take me out to dinner, I don’t care whether he likes me much or not.  It’s one night I don’t have to cook.  As for the truth, I take care of that up front.  I’ll tell him not to come to my house.  I’ll meet him at the restaurant.”  And she added, “If I get interested in him, I’ll check his medical coverage.”

The 31-year-old version: “Sometimes guys flirt with you because it makes them feel good about themselves.”  My widow friend’s version: ”No. They flirt with you because they want you to cook dinner.  I tell him - You’re outta luck fellow.”

The youth version: “It’s surprising how often men talk about marriage.  Until you get a ring on your finger, pretend you can’t hear.”  Old person’s version:  “Marriage?  You have to be kidding.  There’s not a man I’ve met since my husband died who’s worth shaving my legs for.  As for pretending not to hear… who’s pretending?”

Youth version: “Learn to cook well.  It will earn you a lot of points.” Old person’s version:  “GROW UP!  I’ve cooked 60 years.  I’m through.  Take me out.”

Youth version:  “You’re special, unique, and important, but you’re not a princess, no matter what your Daddy says.”  Boomer version:  “You’re right.  I’m not a princess.  I’m the QUEEN!!!! .  I’ve lived long enough to be in charge!! Now bow down.”

A group of us Boomers were discussing things we wish we had known back when and decided there isn’t anything we wish we had known.  Our wrinkles and our aches and pains are a result of doing wonderful things that contributed to who we’ve become.

I asked a buddy who just turned 75 if he wants to remarry.  “Absolutely not.  That requires too much commitment.  At my age, I’m just hoping to be in church on Sunday – alive.”