And, as I wrote in the other post, How old would I be if I didn't know how old I am?
The concept of old would then become meaningless and I'd be timeless. Not young, nor old, just existing.
Like your musings. We still would be aware of the body transforming and its limitations as time unfolded. ... wonder if you would tell us more about your experiences while here in the states? And tell us how our two cultures may be different. You are welcome to chat about it anywhere you prefer. It’s just nice to have you back again here for awhile and wonder about you and your life. My prayers recently always include you.
