There’s a great big beautiful tomorrow…
That line from Disney’s Carousel of Progress just popped into my head as i begin to write this morning’s five blog posts.
Awoke 70 minutes ago (at 4am) with eight hours of sleep. On my second cup of hot water and have finished the normal reading and meditating/praying that clears the runway for writing.
Today’s theme will revolve around hopeful aging.
Living in a senior facility with daily trips to the adjacent nursing home has overwhelmed my thinking.
Is there a point in the aging process where the obstacles become too great to overcome?
Does there exist a valid and acceptable line we can cross where a lifetime of hope and faith crumble away?
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