I once asked an elderly woman what it was like to be old and know that most of her life was now behind her.
She told me she had been the same age her whole life. She said the voice in her head never aged. She was always the same girl. Her mother's daughter.
She had always wondered when she would grow up and become an old woman. She said she had seen her body age and her abilities decline, but the person, the being that is inside her, never tired. She never aged. She never changed.
Remember, our spirits are eternal. Our souls are forever.
The next time you meet an elderly person, look at them and remember that they are still a child, just like you are still a child, and children always need love, attention and respect.
~Jane Austen~
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