I’ve always had this perception that nice little old people are just like cute puppy dogs or infant children; they are simply innocent to the world around them, adorable. They process things at a slower pace than the sharp youth of our generation. You want to pet them, give them a high-five, talk about the cute little things they did when you last saw them.
It finally dawned on me that cute old people are not the same as puppy dogs and tiny-humans.
I realized that I get so caught up in their seemingly innocent questions and behaviors that I forget they have experienced more than anyone else in this world. Most of the elderly people that I have had interactions with are incredibly knowledgeable, have lived through several wars and countless personal battles, and have been witness to things that we can only read about in text books or see on the history channel.
Now when I look at my cute old neighbor who politely asks me to move my car from in front of his house or the little guy riding his Segway down the street, I can appreciate their lifetime worth of experiences.
…Even though I want to squeeze them just for being so cute.