On getting old

It’s not my birthday. I am prompted into these thoughts by the turning of the year: September/October.

In my youth- before passing the seven decade mark- I could cheerfully say to myself with every passing birthday that if I had to give up everything I had learned in the passing year in order to remain at the previous age, I wouldn’t do it. I could follow that philosophy even with the passing of my wife, nearly ten years ago.

But the task is harder now. The learning apparatus still seems intact, but perhaps it will always “seem” that way. It does seem that there are lessons one can learn from this position that are not accessible to you earlier along the path. But how do you communicate that to those further back along the road?


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