Not Taller. . .

Hello Michael Jacobs 

I am still growing in many ways after all these years ... taller is not among those ways. 

As for growing more tolerant - that can be a good thing in many ways. 

There are some things I am growing less tolerant of ... and of course, those things will never be published.  

My growth spurts have subsided and my tolerance has come and gone with each full moon Michael Jacobs 

When I was a child, I used to get up on a chair and exclaim how tall I was.  Today,  I am still growing in many ways.  For me, it is not a matter of tolerance as much as not paying attention to things that encourage me to feel bad or want to critique, but to pay attention to the wealth of people and things that I appreciate.  The rest fades out of my view, they do not even need to be tolerated...they can just do what they do.  A

Morning Michael.

When I was growing up I had no expectations of being a ball player or professor.  I wanted to do one of two things, I did live live up to my expectations.  It was a good run of 29 years.

Hi Michael Jacobs,

I realize that "growing" is meant much differently in your post and I hope I can continue to grow more tolerant as time moves on.... But I am reminded just 2 days ago when I was checking my 5-year-old grandson's height to see if he could go down the swim slide at a hotel we were staying at.  I was surprised he was tall enough to make the cut!

🙂 That set my mind at ease. Thank you for being you...

Although I'm average height now, I was awkwardly tall as a child and I hated it. 

Michael Jacobs - When it comes to tolerance, if I could make one BIG change to grocery stores, I would adjust the shelves so that short people don't have to wait for someone tall to pass through the aisles to get something down a shortie can't reach. It seems to me, all the products I need are on the top shelf, and if I can't reach the top shelf, or if it's so far in the back I can't reach, I still have to hang around and loiter in the aisles until a tall person walks by and eases my pain of trying to buy something I need. As for shopping on-line and having my groceries delivered, I say bah! humbug! I like my independence. 

Just the other day I waited too long and had no patience. I had to go find someone to ask them to reach the eggs that were stacked up so high it was ridiculous. The good thing is, it seems to make young store employees feel like a giant and they look 10 x's larger than me as they smile and hand me my eggs or whatever...

I think maturity often brings about more tolerance, and I don't mean the kind that comes with age. The kind that brings a self-awareness that allows us to accept so many varying views in life. There sure are plenty of them out there. As for tall, I'm 5'3".  I've accepted it,  but others seem to not be so tolerant and feel the need to comment on my petite size. Oh well. 

Hi Michael! So, I had the exact opposite problem - I was always taller than everyone - until I reached high school and I was still taller than almost everyone! I was the one that was asked by my 4'10" grandmother to reach the high shelves for her! 

And, you're so right - these lessons in life teach us problem solving, tolerance and so much more. They are the building blocks for adulthood and we continue to grow our entire adult lives - that is, if we allow ourselves to be open to learning!

Michael, having been 5'3" there are many things much taller than I, and always have a step stool in the kitchen for those top shelves! 

That does not lend credence for the term angry old men Michael 🙂 (keep on getting kinder and more tolerant, it looks good on you my friend