Grow Up
"Where do you want to live when you grow up?" I inquired.
Bill chuckled and answered with an "I don't know."
"Why the chuckle?"
"I wondered if the 'when you grow up' was going to bother me, but then I realized that it didn't."
When I asked the question I didn't even think about all the underlying crap--our age difference or his age-related insecurities. I simply asked my friend a question in the same manner I frequently pose them to myself. I'm glad he didn't take offense, but I wish he'd get over the age hangups and enjoy being in his early twenties. This is a time in his life he'll never get back. I've tried to express that to him, but it's hard to say those things without sounding patronizing. So, I keep my mouth shut, and renew promises to not tease him about how young he looks.
Bill chuckled and answered with an "I don't know."
"Why the chuckle?"
"I wondered if the 'when you grow up' was going to bother me, but then I realized that it didn't."
When I asked the question I didn't even think about all the underlying crap--our age difference or his age-related insecurities. I simply asked my friend a question in the same manner I frequently pose them to myself. I'm glad he didn't take offense, but I wish he'd get over the age hangups and enjoy being in his early twenties. This is a time in his life he'll never get back. I've tried to express that to him, but it's hard to say those things without sounding patronizing. So, I keep my mouth shut, and renew promises to not tease him about how young he looks.
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