It seems that all of life is full of trials and tribulations, but that these can sometimes disappear or become less important as one gets older.
True that all sorts of ‘age related’ problems make their presence felt in advancing years, but at least one, as I was recently reminded by Michaela
is able to reflect on and improve cultural experiences.
Into this category falls a particularly beautiful poem which she sent me about getting to terms with growing older and is well worth the read. It is called ‘Walk with me as I age’….
I have forgotten the words!
Yours, diablog, looking for the keys