I just spent the last hour getting relationship advice from a sophomore in college whose maturity vastly outshines what I hope to have when I'm 65 (assuming I live that long). She said things like, "He needs to figure things out on his own," and "He's not ready for a commitment at this point in his life..." What? People have points in their lives? You mean life isn't a straight line of chronic frustration between birth and death? I remember being 20 and being way smarter than older people...I don't know what happened when I hit 30? It's like I became permanently 13.

I had to clam my mouth shut when she said that she was tired of being his mother because something like, "...well, get used to men, kiddo," was fighting it's way into the world. But she's too young for that kind of cyncism...in fact, so am I.

Just for today, I can learn from the oh, very young.