I was so touched by this poem. Talk about finding the gifts in aging. Refusing to be restored to youth to hold on to the images that show the interconnectedness of life. It’s not just nature and buildings that shine their auras - so do our relationships which are embraced in the halo of our love. Loving light is the best. As I enter my final life chapter I would like to remember and notice all these gifts of aging.
On Oct 15, 2019 Norma wrote :