How did that happen?
My body knows I'm old. Probably my brain does, too. I'm guessing all old people say that since I have no guidebook for getting older.
Spiritually, I'm that five-year-old wandering in the fields surrounded by tall grass, wildflowers, butterflies, and sun bubbles.
I'm also that young thing uncovering worlds and possibilities.
I feel, again, a freedom to dream, to discover, and to do!