First Gleam of Dawn

Today I turned sixty-five years old. I don’t know exactly what I expected from this age, but for sure I did not expect it to happen 10 minutes after I turned 25. How does time go by so quickly? That has been a frequent question of mine over the years, especially as the kids grew up. Alas, none of us have figured out how to slow the clock down or turn it back, despite time travel being a frequent topic of science fiction media. And even though I’m not quite sure how my age now adds up to such a big number, I am grateful for every one of my sixty-five years. How does it feel to be sixty-five? Not bad at all! I mean there are days when I definitely notice parts of my body that I didn’t notice twenty years ago. I’m doing some physical therapy on my achy shoulder right now. I had minor surgery on my achy foot last year. I had cataract surgery earlier this year. These are all signs of aging, for sure, but there are benefits as well. I’m a lot more relaxed than I was in my younger days. I a