The older I get the more answers I know. It’s great having answers. And I’m generous with my answers.
Here are many:
That is correct.
That is not correct.
The year of our Lord 1604.
No one did.
Act as if it’s all poison ivy just to be safe.
Football of course.
Yes it is gross.
Not that way.
Then don’t do that.
(This is not all of my answers, just some of them. So you get an idea. You could Call Me Google Maybe.)
But with age does come some wisdom. So they say. If you’re open to it that is. Sometimes I am. But I’m not really old enough to be open to it all of the time. More wisdom might come with more age. We’ll see.
Some of the wisdom is that the trick to having answers isn’t necessarily just in having the answers. It’s knowing when to give them, share them, advise with them. Knowing when they aren’t wanted. Or needed. Being right isn’t always wise. Giving the answer isn’t always so smart.
Especially when people want to experience finding and developing their own answers. Or when someone wants the easy way out, instead of learning how to learn.
There’s wisdom right there. That wasn’t an answer, that was just a thought.
But I do have the answers.
Just because I have all of the answers….doesn’t mean I have the right one.