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Agreeing with Sam!

I’m going to agree with Sam’s previous post: making an educated choice makes a much better marriage.

Unfortunately. both of you have to make an educated choice, and you can’t actually educate other people. Horse, water, drink, and all that.

This is my second time around, too, and I found someone who knew what they wanted. That matters a lot – in fact, it’s possibly the only thing that matters. You can’t be happy until you get what you need, and you can’t get what you need if you don’t know what it is. And you won’t know what you need until you know who you are.

It never ceases to astound me how many people don’t know themselves. Didn’t the entire 60’s generation take off a few decades to find themselves? What happened with that, anyway? Apparently the whole gig turned out about as well as Woodstock – glorious in concept; dirty, smelly, and not so much fun in practice.

Now you look at the younger generation and their Woodstocks, which are cleaner, nicer, and much less cantankerous, and you think, “At least they learned something.” Maybe that’s what the 60’s got us: smarter kids.

My nephews and nieces are just leaving high school, and while they’re not on fire to take over the world, they do seem considerably more aware of themselves as individual persons, distinct from their parents or communities. I don’t remember thinking that way; I just remember identifying myself in negative terms, as not-them, rather than as something positive. This generation is still rebelling, of course, but I think they’re trying to go somewhere (even if they don’t know where yet), rather than merely trying to get away.

When I was in High School, there were only three groups: the jocks, the nerds, and the losers. (I was special: I got to be in the last two groups at the same time). Nowadays there’s dozens of groups, from emos to evangelicals. and it seems to me that everybody has a group they can join. I think that’s a good thing.

I’m not sure how I went from remarriage to high school in this post, but then, to be honest, I’m not sure how I went from high school to marriage in my life. It just kind of happened, and then I was here. Like this post.

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