I enjoy being old in someways.
Going to bed and getting up earlier than when I was young.
Lives are different in the morning, ready to wake up, to bloom, to shine and to party.
After my dog walked me and exercised me and my wife in the "Birth Place Forest" that morning, we sat on a bench to enjoy the moment and saw a few pebbles on the ground stand out with unique shapes, colours and with words written on.
They told me a story about how a mother loss her daughter at age 15 a few years ago.
I remember the days when my kids were in high schools. It was just too frightening to imagine if I were to lose them.
When I was in deep sadness, I saw a plaque on the back of the bench, read:
“What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose,
For all that we love deeply becomes a part of us.”
~Helen Keller
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