I think I have discovered the secret to long life. In the past, I would have said it was having a job or a hobby during retirement, and I still think that's part of it. My theory was that if people don't have something to look forward to each day, what's the point in waking up? Even the most basic job or hobby is enough to keep the mind occupied and life worth living.
But that's not what this post is about.
No, this is about love.
Matt. Are you serious? A post about love? And why the hell did you put it in italics? You're so melodramatic sometimes...
Here's what I mean: There is nothing as cute/inspiring than seeing an elderly couple in love... and I mean really elderly. I was sitting down for dinner recently in a little restaurant that serves typical Bavarian food. The waiter comes over and hands me the menu. I chose "swinebraten" or something like that. It was pork shoulder with a potato dumpling and some cabbage. Naturally, I order "ein helles" to wash it down. For those of you not in the know, "helles" is the regular sort of beer here in Munich. It's the kind we are all used to. I love it. I digress...
I start enjoying my meal when I look over my right shoulder and see a really old couple sitting at the table besides me. They must have been like 50 years old.
No, they were each about 80 years old. I caught them towards the end of the meal, right before the dessert. That's when it happened: The waiter brought the dessert over and they both simultaneously became so excited! The woman had the biggest smile on her face and muttered something in German and the man was obviously pleased as well.
They had ordered one ice cream bowl which they were about to share. Well let me tell you, they looked so happy to share that little bowl of ice cream with eachother that I just had to record the moment in my handy little notebook.
Then I started thinking/making up a story about them. Who knows how often they go out to eat. Maybe this is a daily event... and they always get this excited! Maybe this was special. Regardless, it was the cutest moment I have witnessed so far in Germany and it made me realize:
The second secret to long life is to have somebody to share it with.
By no means does that exclusively mean a spouse. Nah, good friends are just as valuable.
Anyway, that's my thought of the day. I woke up this morning with the "Macarena" stuck in my head. That was messed up.