But if I had to, I could let go without too much disappointment, having had those fourteen days at the bay.  They taught me that every day brings a glorious gift if you only pay attention to it, and that it's not so bad turning sixty.  
If I'm lucky enough to live to be 100, as I hope to be, by healthy attempts at living well, I still have forty years worth of daily gifts to look forward to---now that I've learned how to receive them. Thanks be to the light of the sun.  dkm
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