When I was much younger like 20s I always care what people would think of me. Like most people, the need for acceptance was very strong. I wish to be liked and be popular. As I will be turning 42 soon, in another couple of weeks, one of the things I’ve come to notice as I get older is that I really don’t give a damn anymore what others think of me.

Right now I’m happily settled down with a family and a good job. Spiritually I feel blessed and contented. Financially I want to receive more money to improve our lives.

Think for a moment of the people you know. I’ll bet it’s safe to say that the people you know who are more elderly are probably more honest and straightforward than your younger friends. And that’s because they have nothing to prove. As a “senior” myself, I have experienced many things in my life and have formed many opinions and I’m not afraid to voice those opinions even if they might offend.

Younger people seem to be always concerned that if expressing what’s on their mind it “may be taken the wrong way” or it “may create a wrong impression.” Face it – you can’t please everyone so why worry what impression you’re going to create?

One of the advantages of being older is that you’re “allowed” to be “in a mood” to lecture younger people when you deem it as a divine duty to do that. That’s why we have the expression “grump middle aged man or grump old man!”

Not that I am that old or grumpy. Most of the time I’m not. I can get along well with younger people yet i can feel there is a mentality difference. But I admit that I do enjoy stirring the pot a little by intentionally saying things that I know will get a reaction from someone. I may even start doing that here once in awhile so please don’t think I’m just a grumpy man – it’s just one of life’s little pleasures!