old age

From “Don’t Waste Your Aging” by Andree Seu Peterson, posted April 5, 2017 at: http://www.wng.org (adapted)      My father-in-law has fallen again.  I heard the loud thud from the kitchen and there he was like a beached whale, motionless on his tummy where he landed.      My cat now spends half her day in

————- By Frederick Buechner (1926- ), in Telling Secrets, 1991.      (My mother denounced) the ravages of old age but never accepted them as the inevitable consequences of getting old.  “I don’t know what’s wrong with me today,” she must have said a thousand days as she tried once, then again, then a third

From The Lutheran Standard, June 5, 1979, page 29; author’s name withheld. A man died at the age of 85.  He was one of those old and steady saints of the church.  He had been a devoted husband, a good father, a beloved man in congregation and community, a school janitor, and a fellow with

  Samuel Johnson  (1709-1784) ———————— We entangle ourselves in business and immerse ourselves in luxury,… until the darkness of old age begins to invade us, and disease and anxiety obstruct our way.  We then look back upon our lives with horror, with sorrow, with repentance; and too often vainly wish that we had not forsaken the ways