Now, at the fag end of life, home alone, in an empty nest, I wrestle with my waning memory, fogged under receding hairline and furrowed brow. Misplacing things, is a daily affair, forgetfulness, my constant companion. Simple tasks seem daunting, what I did in a jiffy, now takes ages. Today, the mirror reflects my withered … Continue reading Graceful Acceptance!
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