As I see it..

I know I'm getting old.. I have some gray hair.. I have aches in places that didn't ache before.. Former girlfriends are married (and some subsequently, divorced..) I am now getting more out of hanging out with my friends' kids than I do wishing I had my own.. (The thought of which, BTW, is always on my mind.) I sometimes think that my kids will never know their grandparents.. I say that I'm fine, but everyone knows that it's BS. I'm spending more time thinking about how to live alone effectively, and yet, still have the hope that I will never have to implement that plan. I wonder if things will change, and also know that it is in God's hands and subjected to His will.