“When you're young, you always feel that life hasn't yet begun—that "life" is always scheduled to begin next week, next month, next year, after the holidays—whenever. But then suddenly you're old and the scheduled life didn't arrive. You find yourself asking, 'Well then, exactly what was it I was having—that interlude—the scrambly madness—all that time I had before?”
This week was an easy match. The first photo is of my Mom at age 32 and the second is of her in her late 80's. I'm writing this on January 10th which would be her 106th birthday. She would kill me if she knew I'd posted the older version. I think she aged pretty well but she worried over every line and wrinkle. She stayed physically in good shape until she died...no major illnesses save a gall bladder removal and a broken hip. Mentally....not so good. She had dementia when she died which included a personality change and some delusions, but her memory of people stayed pretty good.
― Brandon Mull,
And how about man's best friend? Photo by Amanda Jones of Lily as a puppy and as a senior