John, one of the greatest blessings of aging has been that the questions are fading. No more Whys and Hows and Wheres. I know an acceptance, especially when I stay connected with nature, that I never knew in my younger years. No answers necessary. You summed it up perfectly in a poem that seemed to be written for me.
Written by Dennett
I was always a writer but lived in a bookkeeper’s body before I found Medium and broke free — well, almost. Working to work less and write more.