Old. I am old and because I have spent my body up in living I am older than my 57 years by a long shot. My Mamaw is old, 99, which is ancient for a human, ancient of days. I don’t like old, hurts like stone, but it is good to be old with someone else who is old. My wife is older than me but growing older with her is like two great mountains lying side by side; lovers that define the term. Growing old with her is the best way to watch the day end, life and time and each other are all that matters as the sun sets once more on a day that was lived together.
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