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A Wise Visit

"Is not wisdom found among the aged? Does not long life bring understanding?" Job 12:12

I made an unforgettable visit before leaving Florida. Meet Ethel, my grandma's neighbor. She will be 95 in June, but I swear she's just like my 24 year-old girlfriends. We talked about her career as a dental assistant, growing up on Long Island, living in Europe and the men in her life.

"I don't feel old, so I certainly don't dress old like others. I wear what I like. The redder the better."
"Choose love wisely."
"Don't let love blind you to what life should be."
"Dance. It makes you feel alive."
"My wish is to make it to 95. When that comes I will find something else to do. I can always find something to do."

Simple words to summarize a life fully lived with powerful stories of laughter and tears; a life that hasn't stopped because of age.

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