This is how I feel these days. Shedding an old skin with fresh and new possibilities ahead. I’m not quite sure what those possibilities are yet, but I feel the shedding process and it feels good.
As my grandmother said, “Sixty to seventy was the best time of my life.”
I can see how that can surely be true.
This little gal flew away right after I took her picture. She had new places to discover, I suspect.
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