Every year, we celebrate National Older Americans Month in May. When I was younger and wrote about such things, I did it mostly from imagination. Now I’m on the other side of the slope with a total hip replacement and other adjustments I won’t go into. I used to have a body that did my bidding without having to ask twice. But those days are long gone. I also thought I could do anything. Anything! A lot of water has gone under the bridge since those days. I still believe I can do anything and everything, but there are moments when all the parts don’t quite work the way they used to. The only option might be to let something happen to me that I used to scorn – namely, to become a person who didn’t seem to be totally in charge. I’m not that far away from relying on a handful of pills to keep me alive for one more day, that is, if I remember to take them! The other thing I notice is that many people are now smarter than I am: frankly, I didn’t think there used to be many. Today, people are born knowing how to do things confound my best efforts to master them. My own children are starting to forbid me from doing things, but in a nice way. They sometimes think I bite off more than I can chew. But what I do have to give, I remember getting when I was younger. There’s nothing like the wisdom of experience. I have been lucky enough to get it from many and it might just be my time to dispense it, even and in spite of the fact that not everything is working. Blessed aging!