Archive | March, 2015

Millennials and Me!

17 Mar

I love Millennials.  And, as a 56-year-old woman, I count quite a few of them as my friends.

I love their passion.  I love their depth.  I love it when they are not afraid to swim against the current, going somewhat out of synch with the rest of the school of fish.

I love how their military members have mirrored the Greatest Generation of World War II, showing such raw heroism in Iraq and Afghanistan.

I love the fact that Millennials are irrepressibly optimistic, even while waiting long periods of time to work their way into good jobs or places in prestigious schools.

I love Millennials.

Yet, make no mistake.  I am not trying to become a Millennial.  I am not trying to hold back the hands of time nor hoping to fool anyone into thinking I am still in my 30’s instead of old enough to be the mother of my Millennial friends.

For I also love that I was born in the 1950’s.  I love that I came of age in the crazy 1970’s with my crazy 1970’s friends and classmates.

I love that I was the right age to meet and love and marry Noel.

I love that I was the right age to be the mother God chose for Joseph Oliver.

I love that I went to high school when I did, to college when I did, and into the Navy when I did.

In some ways I came of age in a simpler world.

But this world today is great, too.  My Millennial friends and I surely enjoy learning, and sharing, new technologies with each other.

Guess what I am saying is that Baby Boomers and Millennials need each other.  Both generations (and all generations) have flashes of brilliance.

But history is there for a reason.  No generation stands on its own.

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