Growing Old

It happens to everyone, if you’re lucky enough to survive past middle age. Your hair thins, your eyesight weakens and your short-term memory dissolves.

Growing old is horrific for some, tolerated by most and embraced by a very few.

When my mother turned 99, I started spending more time with her and witnessed her uncanny ability to find happiness in old age.

Here are some of their stories and mine about growing old with dignity.