I think I'm getting old.
As a matter of fact,I'm sure I'm getting old.
This is how it will be.
I want to be 47 years old. Married to my beautiful bride whom I would still be in love with despite the saggy boobies and puff paint mom shirts. I want a sailboat named "The Scurvy Love Log" and I want to live there with my beloved. I want to have 3 children all in college all sucessful and who love their parents. I want a salt and pepper beard and a bald head. I want my wife to be ok with that, as a matter of fact I'd love for her to perfer it. Ofcourse it would take some getting used to but "we're not getting any younger" she'd say. I will listen to almost exclusively reggae and jazz. I'd be slightly overweight. She'd say that its "daddy fat". It would be from eating pancakes every morning for the last 23 years. I want to wear boat shoes and relatively short jean shorts. Perhaps a Forever Changed t shirt and a friendship bracelet. That would be about it. No television. A record player and a burned out Joe Cocker record. We'd live in the caribean and we'd own a tiny restaurant where people would come to eat food we would make. Oh yeah I also want some old huge gaudy sunglasses with that classy string that connects to each side that would keep them from falling off my neck. I'd be wise but still have a lot to learn. I'd have a greater understanding of God and his grace and his Love and why things happen the way they do. I'd be able to explain things like love and mercy to my children because the Lord will have shown me so much by then. But of course my wife will know more, because she would put up with me. I'd be able to explain Jesus and his sacrifice in a way that a 20 year old can't, but a 47 year old could. I would also have "old man strength" like the strength that every dad has you know, like no matter how tough you are you can never beat up an old man. Thats old man strength. I want to have a funny name for farts by then, that would be hilarious to me but no one else. Like tootsies or sharts. maybe flippies or fangorn forests. For my 40th birthday I want to get my nose pierced. I want to play the piano too. on the boat. at night.
but then again I want a lot of things. but in 27 years if you're ever in the caribean and you see a man that matches this description, stop him and ask him "Is God truly good?" and he'll tell you.
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This is how it will be.
I want to be 47 years old. Married to my beautiful bride whom I would still be in love with despite the saggy boobies and puff paint mom shirts. I want a sailboat named "The Scurvy Love Log" and I want to live there with my beloved. I want to have 3 children all in college all sucessful and who love their parents. I want a salt and pepper beard and a bald head. I want my wife to be ok with that, as a matter of fact I'd love for her to perfer it. Ofcourse it would take some getting used to but "we're not getting any younger" she'd say. I will listen to almost exclusively reggae and jazz. I'd be slightly overweight. She'd say that its "daddy fat". It would be from eating pancakes every morning for the last 23 years. I want to wear boat shoes and relatively short jean shorts. Perhaps a Forever Changed t shirt and a friendship bracelet. That would be about it. No television. A record player and a burned out Joe Cocker record. We'd live in the caribean and we'd own a tiny restaurant where people would come to eat food we would make. Oh yeah I also want some old huge gaudy sunglasses with that classy string that connects to each side that would keep them from falling off my neck. I'd be wise but still have a lot to learn. I'd have a greater understanding of God and his grace and his Love and why things happen the way they do. I'd be able to explain things like love and mercy to my children because the Lord will have shown me so much by then. But of course my wife will know more, because she would put up with me. I'd be able to explain Jesus and his sacrifice in a way that a 20 year old can't, but a 47 year old could. I would also have "old man strength" like the strength that every dad has you know, like no matter how tough you are you can never beat up an old man. Thats old man strength. I want to have a funny name for farts by then, that would be hilarious to me but no one else. Like tootsies or sharts. maybe flippies or fangorn forests. For my 40th birthday I want to get my nose pierced. I want to play the piano too. on the boat. at night.
but then again I want a lot of things. but in 27 years if you're ever in the caribean and you see a man that matches this description, stop him and ask him "Is God truly good?" and he'll tell you.
<3