When I met Erik it was quite interesting to be dating an older man, even if he rarely acted like it. Just knowing he had 10 years more experience than me was pretty cool.
- While I was dressing up like Madonna in the 80’s he was going to punk shows.
- When I got my first period he was getting married.
- When I became legal he bought his first house.
I find it amusing to remind him of these things sometimes especially because it really freaks him out. But really, he looks more like he’s in his twenties and he would rather play with Play-Doh than do just about anything else.
Despite all that the day has arrived, and we both knew it would come. When I met him he was 34 and I knew it was inevitable. No matter how young at heart he was and how many sneakers he drew on eventually one day it would happen. Today, is that day. Today Erik turns…
Whether he likes it or not, he’s officially an old man. Sorry :erik: