There is an enormous generation gap at church. We have plenty of old grannies, the kind who pat your hand for ten minutes, shaking, and tell you what a beautiful little girl you are. And you have given up long ago trying to argue with them . . . about being a little girl . . . about being beautiful . . . about being sweet. . . they always win
Then there are suddenly lots of young married couples, fresh out of college.
And of course there are the college kids themselves.
But there are no "baby-boomers" per-say. None of the middle-aged people, who would have children my age. There's one -- possibly two -- couples with children five or so years younger than I. But there's only so much conversation one can have with a seventh grader.
And so I'm faced with
a. not having any friends
b. not having any friends my age
And of course, any sane person would pick the latter. But there's only so much that I can relate to with those grannies.
And I wonder. With those college kids. If I were in their place, would I want to be friends with some silly sixteen-year-old?
Sunday, August 20, 2006
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