Living and Aging with Dignity
Happy Birthday to me. Soon, I will be fifty-three plus three. 53+3. Feels like a blip and an eternity. All month, I’ve been looking forward and backward in time, watching happiness and pain weal and fade while core memories vibrate like country crickets at dawn or that relentless five lane expressway. Despite the gentle toll of aging and Death’s sly grin hovering somewhere over there— you must know that our Chi, our life force, our love energy is eternal. Even when it feels like you’re flying solo, the quality of your life, your love energy is passed on. In other words, we are all strands of the same DNA passing along energy. My brother who was a chef, who died at fifty three, passed me an essential protein, for example. I’m now a master chef