I turned 70 a few weeks ago and some of the joy in my life is the women I have loved and lived with in those 7 decades. I thought I knew something about women but was surprised to learn while lurking here the vast number of things I do not know about women.
Thank you for letting me lurk and learn. Thank you for your candid, sometimes painful to hear, comments. Thank you for speaking out!
This is not the best ending or even what I was trying to say here but here comes my, 10 yo, grandson’s first joke which he practiced for his Grammy and I.
As any shy little boy might, his feet fidget while he says “I might just be a little boy, but I know some things. Women don’t always tell the truth. I mean, take my mom… That’s not even her name!”
I turned 70 a few weeks ago and some of the joy in my life is the women I have loved and lived with in those 7 decades. I thought I knew something about women but was surprised to learn while lurking here the vast number of things I do not know about women.
Thank you for letting me lurk and learn. Thank you for your candid, sometimes painful to hear, comments. Thank you for speaking out!
This is not the best ending or even what I was trying to say here but here comes my, 10 yo, grandson’s first joke which he practiced for his Grammy and I.
As any shy little boy might, his feet fidget while he says “I might just be a little boy, but I know some things. Women don’t always tell the truth. I mean, take my mom… That’s not even her name!”
Hug your grandson for me and teach him to listen to women, as you have. :)
Namaste!