If someone had asked me about 5/6 years ago what my greatest fear was, I’d readily answer “Growing old”. Lol yes! I was terribly scared of the thought of growing old. I knew I wanted to live long, but I didn’t want to think of myself in my “grays”, the thought just terrified me.
That’s because the knowledge I had of aging people was sickness, loosing teeth, loosing eyesight, weak bones, walking stick, wrinkles & gray scanty hair, so I just never wanted to take my mind there, and if I did I would immediately shake it off like a plague.
This was me 5 to 6 years ago.
I must say, and I’m sure you agree with me, that understanding has a vital role to play in our progress. I understand now that growing old is actually a blessing if and only if I I’m spending the days…