At this point in my life, seventy-one years old, I feel and act much younger. I don’t think about my chronological age very often because it seems irrelevant to who I am and how I feel, and I’ve pretty much stopped ruminating about my various health issues that all seem to be manageable with a combination of allopathic and homeopathic medications. I’m healthy, I’m in a loving and supportive relationship, I have some dear friends, and I’m getting to see more of the world than I could have ever imagined seeing. Life is good and I feel very grateful for everything I have received and continue to receive. I’ve become a nomad, and right now I can’t imagine being anything else.