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I'm Old-fashioned







You're old-fashioned!

My children would snark it at me when they were growing up.

Usually, it was because I would not let them go to a party,

or wear something or watch a movie that, in my opinion, was inappropriate.

I've had it thrown at me at other times and places too.

At work, when I won't go out drinking.

or participate in casual flirting.

Other times I hear it 

when I insist on being honest even though it makes things harder.

I would be lying to say that it never bothers me.

It hurts.

But, when I'm honest with myself,

I am old-fashioned.

If by "old-fashioned" you mean that I will not live with a man that is not my husband,

then I am definitely old-fashioned.

If by "old-fashioned" you mean that I believe you can have fun without alcohol

then I am positively old fashioned.

If by "old-fashioned” you mean that I will not knowingly lie or cheat,

I am busted.

If you mean that I treat people fairly.  Convicted

If you mean that I believe that there is only one way to heaven

and there is only one God, then I will agree that I am old-fashioned.

If choosing to live differently than the world makes me old-fashioned,

then I will live with that label.

I am proud to be called old-fashioned

if it means that I choose to live by God's principals rather than the worlds.

 I will not apologize for that or change it.






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