Growing older, I have discover a common question among us older folks: Where do I fit into a community that honors that which is diminishing or now absent in my life and circumstances?
Reading Kathleen Norris’s “The Cloister Walk” this morning, this quote was clarifying and encouraging, opening a door of escape from either our self-imposed or circumstantial prison of old age.
“…when several generations of people are living together, the place of the very old is to teach about possibility.”