She was one of four French girls whose father farmed along the St. John River. The only one to marry an Irishmen (Don’t know if that was a good move or not, but it placed me here). She loved her grandchildren. Nine decades she walked this planet with a clear mind. Sadly, I never asked her any questions about her life’s journey. Now I have hundreds of them that will never be answered. Old age was not respected or appreciated the way it should have been by Moi. Sorry, Gram.
Does the Bible address this regret of mine? Glad you asked.
“You shall stand up before the gray head and honor the face of an old man, and you shall fear your God: I am the Lord.
The years of our life are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty; yet their span is but toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away.
Give it some thought and ask the questions before it is too late.
Gary