Reflections on Age
With age comes wisdom—we hope. Turning 74 has finally set in. I faced death twice and don’t fear it. We get tired as we grow older. I love the stamina of youth. I sit around mostly smoking my pipe and meditating. My wife has me do things. But if my wife has several things for me to do, I’ll remember the last thing she tells me. I go in for water and she’ll have me do something and I’ll forget what I went in to do. Sometimes I’ll just go in and forget what I went in to do. That happens a lot these days. We were checking out at the grocery store and the we like the lady who usually checks us out. She began having riddles to me solve. I did okay on a few and a few stumped me. But interactions with people are good for me. But if I’m around too many people at once I get distracted. Over the years I’ve slowly become my own best friend. I like that I am or can be when I wish to be. ...