I am posting this in anticipation that someday you will read it. Maybe you are not yet of a “certain age” but when that time comes you will be ready to explore this issue. Think back and admit it, 20 or 30 years ago when you met someone your current age, didn’t you think they were old? I did. What did that mean to you? To me it meant a diminishing of all faculties. What I didn’t anticipate was how I would feel inside this facade of my body. I feel the same inside as I did as a child, teenager and young adult. As my body changed, my inner core or “spirit” remained the same. What I have come to realize is that as I aged, I had more experiences that I filtered through my spirit but my essence, the “I” part of me is the same. I “know” myself even as my body changes and morphs with age. It is interesting that I didn’t anticipate this as I aged. I am the same person I was in my kindergarten class at Washington School in Kenmore, N.Y. in 1948; at St Paul’s and St. Leo’s Grammar Schools and Sacred Heart Academy in Buffalo, N.Y. in the 1950’s and Loyola University of Chicago in the 60’s. Wife, mother, grandmother…none of these roles has changed my essence but they most gratefully have added to it. I am blessed, I am aware, I want to share what I have learned and I want to share and learn from you…when you are ready.