I feel relieved I have a temporary filling on my tooth and my daughter and I made pillows for the rings for the ring bearers, and I've driven my friend's mother to the doctor to check her leg, and then we went out to lunch, her treat. I'm a grown up now, so when she offered I said sure. I know how to accept a generous offer. And graciously, I might add. I used to protest, which I now think is wrong speech. It's phony, it hints at unease of being in another's debt, and it's false politeness. I can be the recipient of generosity these days with equanimity.
Talking to this ninety one year old is sheer delight for me. She's wise, she's funny, she's empathetic, she's appreciative of all the little things that make life worth living. She makes me realize growing old is not so bad, in fact, it's just a different stage of life, and therefore interesting and exciting.
Clearly, I'm getting more out of the act of driving her to the doctor than she herself is. Now that's a deal!
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