The Lengthening List
Finding a certain pride about the direction of my life as I age, accepting some of its ups and downs. I find these days I am mentally making a lengthening list of reminders that I am quickly advancing toward something I might call “elderly status.” I’m getting old. I should tell you that my husband refuses to use the term old rather than elderly, perhaps because he has no gray hair. Really! No gray hair at his own elderly status, having lived for nearly eight decades. I am, nonetheless, very aware of how more than a few other things change […]
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