I have always regarded you as A_perfect_lady, which is something I, as a man, admire.
I find the modern deliberate coarsening of women so they can be more like men to be repulsive in the extreme.
Many (though not all) modern women fail to understand that they possess the power to make a man, in equal tandem with him, far better than he would often be on his own.
This is something that showing she can drink and throw up in the same proportions he can simply won’t accomplish.
So I that light, I value a woman who is a lady. If that makes me a dinosaur, so be it.
As for mellowing...I don’t know. I struggle greatly with anger. I feel angry nearly all the time now, and it isn’t me, isn’t how I see myself. So I battle it on a daily basis, trying to keep it in context.
But I do know that over time, I don’t have to respond to every transgression. That takes maturity and wisdom, both things I still, even at my age, lack far more often than I like.
Now I can work on a task that frustrates me and take a breath instead of uttering a blue string of foul curses.
If I drop a glass of milk on the floor and it shatters, I can drop my head and sigh while reaching for paper towels to clean it up instead of throwing a mini-tantrum.
I would love to have my young 21 year old body. But not if I couldn’t take my senior citizen mind with me. If the choice was put to me, I would have to stick with my Senior Citizen mind, and it wouldn’t even be a contest.
In this, I am grateful for the aging process, because no amount of self control seemed to work that transformation for me. So, I could be mellower, and if I am, it makes me smile!
I feel the same way about the patience that comes with age. And with being retired, because right up until I left the workplace, that copy machine could reduce me to trembling, wild-eyed, looking-for-a-hammer rage. LOL!