“The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life. And the body is born young and grows old. That is life's tragedy.”—Oscar Wilde
I recall being the young woman, wife and mother with the svelte figure, smooth, unwrinkled skin, energy plus, and eyes that could see without bifocals. Where did she go so quickly?
Fast Forward to Now
I'm a grandmother. How did this happen? I still feel young, but my body has begun telling me otherwise. My six-week old granddaughter was doing her evening fussy aerobics, which reminded me. Why did God make children energetic and parents and grandparents tired? Shouldn't it be reversed?