Immaculately dressed in a navy blue crisp suit, fuscia pink nails, hair all white but she looks regal and distinguished. She smiles authentically that radiates her wrinkled but beautiful oval face. Her soft sweet , ” thank you” to the guy who opened the door for her can warm any passerby nearby. Who is she? She may be your mother or grandmother or aunt or sister or friend or great grandmother.
As she slowly walks and waves goodbye. I felt a tinge of sadness; would I see her again. This is the passage of time and we all will get there. My question to you is are we ready? Am I ready? Am I ready to go on to my new destination? Will I clench my fist, grit my teeth or grab the sheet when the moment comes or will I release all my inhibitions and go free and happily?
What am I doing now to prepare myself for those moments? Am I becoming further entangled and disillusioned or am I using each moment well…
These precious moments are going by… Each second, each minute is precious. As I think of my encounter today I’m grounded in my present moment and determined to appreciate the time I have left.
As she slowly walks and waves goodbye. I felt a tinge of sadness; would I see her again. This is the passage of time and we all will get there. My question to you is are we ready? Am I ready? Am I ready to go on to my new destination? Will I clench my fist, grit my teeth or grab the sheet when the moment comes or will I release all my inhibitions and go free and happily?
What am I doing now to prepare myself for those moments? Am I becoming further entangled and disillusioned or am I using each moment well…
These precious moments are going by… Each second, each minute is precious. As I think of my encounter today I’m grounded in my present moment and determined to appreciate the time I have left.

So beautiful !
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Thank you so much.
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