Today I had the most beautiful conversation
with my daughter, your grand daughter.
She asked me how old you were.
What should I say to a 4-year old?
How do I explain life?
What do I say?
I paused.
I thought.
And then I told the truth.
I told her your age
"My father is 76 years old".
She smiled.
"So you are younger than your dad."
Numbers are important to her.
They stand sentinel to life
and to life’s milestones.
For anybody else it would have been a lie.
But for us - you, your grand daughter and me -
you are always here.
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