I live in the third and last chapter of my life.
Or, that’s the way I see it at the age of 75.
It’s only in the last two years, that I viscerally accepted that I am going to die someday. And, in the not too distant future. Now I find myself more and more thinking about life, how I have lived it, and how I want to live it in the years remaining.
Taking time for this reflection is actually useful, and pleasurable…and necessary. Continue reading