captkevman

I recently found myself on the needing end of a confidant, and quite to my surprise and chagrin, after going through my inventory of current relationships, I found no one that fit the bill. It’s not that I don’t have any friends, it’s just that I no longer have any friends close enough that I could approach with my burden.

I suppose that’s just something that comes along with age. In high school and college, I was fortunate enough to count several people on my “Best Friends” list. Back then, I was a good friend, and I had good friends. I don’t know if the years have made me more self-absorbed, less generous with my time, or a combination of the two, or something else entirely. I don’t find myself getting close to people as easily as I did when I was younger.

Even though I have a marriage and a family and a business that all take precedence in my life, I still make time to do “me” things: I organize a cartooning group, I goof around online / on my computers and iThings, and I’ve been trying to reconnect to my creative side a bit. Maybe I am just getting selfish in my older age. Is that normal? I still enjoy doing things for others and helping when I can, but I don’t do so nearly as much as I did in my youth. Back then, I put everyone else’s needs before my own.

Maybe life has teetered to the other side of the seesaw before finding the balance somewhere in the middle.

Then again, just reviewing this post, there sure are a lot of “I”s and “me”s in here.