The Arrival

I have arrived at a place called, Senior Citizenship. I am not sure when this took place, but it has arrived. The first indicators were the mailings from AARP that began arriving in my mailbox in my late 40’s. Another reminder was the stray gray hair that appeared...

The Goliath Stone

Recently, our family was having a leisurely summer dinner on our patio.  At the end of the meal, my daughter directed my attention to a rock on the deck just behind my chair. When I turned to look at the rock a word sprung up unexpectedly in my heart with such...