Under Grumpa's Hat

Getting older isn’t a curse; it’s a privilege. But let’s be clear: it’s not just about adding years; it’s about adding value. With age often comes wisdom. Things that once mattered fade into the background, and new priorities take centre stage. Boundaries become clearer, and you get more selective. Selective in the things you want to debate or fight about. Selective about the kind of people you want in your life. Even selective about the topics of discussion to preserve relationships that are important to you.

I’ve spent enough time on this earth to know what I believe in and what I don’t. I have my views on politics, and no, I don’t want to debate about it. I’ll share my thoughts, and that’s where it ends. You have yours, as you are entitled to them. Respect that.

The years behind me have provided me with valuable experience in many facets of life. That experience directly reflects what I believe in and what I don’t.

I have my core values, and they are not negotiable. While some will call that stubbornness, it is more about principles running deep in a person. Respect that too.

I can be described as the nicest person, and some people will see me as an asshole. Both are true. The difference is usually based on your behaviour, your own actions, and your beliefs.

There is no room in my life for fascism, lies, deception, racism, intolerance, and/or abuse, whether it’s towards children, women, or the elderly.

I believe in God and Jesus. I am a Christian. I am Catholic. You don’t believe in any of that? Don’t. It’s your choice. Respect mine. Oh, and there’s a HUGE difference between this so-called Christian Nationalism and Christianity. Learn it. It will save everyone some aggravation.

As I look back on the years, I see a life shaped by lessons learned the hard way. But I also see a man who has earned the right to his opinions, a right to explain himself or not.

Life has a way of teaching you what truly matters, and at this stage, I’ve learned to cherish authenticity, integrity, and respect. I’ve also learned to let go of the unnecessary noise and focus on what brings peace and purpose in my own life.

So, here’s the bottom line: life is worth living. It’s messy, challenging, and unpredictable, but it’s also beautiful, rewarding, and full of potential. I’ve earned the right to be selective, to stand firm in my beliefs, and to choose the path that aligns with my values. And if that means walking away from what doesn’t serve me, so be it.

I’ve learned that strength isn’t always loud; sometimes, it’s the quiet resolve to keep moving forward. I’ve learned that love isn’t always grand gestures; sometimes, it’s the small acts of kindness that make the difference. And I’ve learned that faith isn’t about perfection; it’s about perseverance.

So, here’s to the journey, warts and all. It’s mine, and I’m owning it.