On aging
Well, I got though Mother's Day well. I still miss my Mom, but now it is with a sense of sweetness. Oh, I'd still give a great deal to have her here and healthy, but that is not to be. Missing her is all a part of aging.
It seems to me that the older we get the more we have to deal with loss. It is like one of Piaget's developmental hurdles -- but this time for adults. Dealing With Loss.
Every year there is more of it -- the loss of loved ones, the loss of energy, the loss of agility, muscle tone, employability, acuity, even the loss of hair -- the loss of the ability to imagine life 50 years from now, or 40...
But once one "gets it" -- the fact that loss is natural, and that the only way to live is "in the now", then a real and very deep sweetness happens. The"letting go" feels good, and true in a profound way.
Life, as they say, is good.
It seems to me that the older we get the more we have to deal with loss. It is like one of Piaget's developmental hurdles -- but this time for adults. Dealing With Loss.
Every year there is more of it -- the loss of loved ones, the loss of energy, the loss of agility, muscle tone, employability, acuity, even the loss of hair -- the loss of the ability to imagine life 50 years from now, or 40...
But once one "gets it" -- the fact that loss is natural, and that the only way to live is "in the now", then a real and very deep sweetness happens. The"letting go" feels good, and true in a profound way.
Life, as they say, is good.
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