Why are we so afraid to age? Why do we want to deny one of the great experiences of a human life?
Mary Oliver wrote about ageing in her poem, The Summer Day, where she asks the reader to wonder what they will do with their one, wild and precious life. There is something about that line in particular that hits me in the guts each time I read it. The word …
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