Each day something happened to tell Lily she was feeling old. Today she had to sit on the bed to put her pants on. Up to now she could do this standing up.

 

Lily was feeling a bit down when the telephone rang. Her granddaughter had called her for a chat. The conversation was mostly her telling grandma about the lovely things she had been doing. Dancing. Ice Skating. Tenpin Bowling. The joy of youth in one cosy chat.

 

Lily felt strong again. She felt the excitement of living. No longer feeling old at eighty three.

 

She was young again.