The Session #84: Alternative Review

The rules of this session are easy: review a beer. Any beer. Of your choosing even! There’s a catch though, just one eentsy, tiny rule that you have to adhere to: you cannot review the beer. 

In my first Session blog, instead of not reviewing a beer, I am going to not review all beer.

In my 20’s I loved them all. I had no loyalty. I did’t have a type. Blonde, Red, Black, Brown, a good head on her shoulders, young or old, it didn’t matter. Any day of the week was fair game. Grab enough friends and even a Wednesday could be a party. It always included friends. The more the merrier.

But with age comes wisdom. And she became my only one. The parties were just the two of us. Any night of the week was still fair game. But the party didn’t start till our son went to sleep. After a long day at work. After a busy night chasing a toddler. Finally, we were alone. To sit and talk. To imbibe in every bit of her. To be together again, alone, in love, like the days when we were just getting to know each other.

There are hundreds of bottles on the shelf, but with age you learn what you like, what you love, what will make you happy for the rest of your life. Those other bottles become background noise. She is the one you choose when celebrating life. She is the one that cheers you up when you’re down. She is the only one … the one.