greenTeapoetry, A wise elderly woman- a friend of my mother, who I...

A wise elderly woman- a friend of my mother, who I had not seen since age 7- came back into my life this past weekend. She sat and spoke with me, the 96 year old woman; sharp as a pin. She looked at me exclaiming how “exquisite and grown up I have become” and after moments of silence, after several moments of staring into my eyes, she was saturated like a sponge; the joy could have been peeled away in layers, only to find more joy. Her emotive state leaked out in my direction: “Isn’t it wonderful that we are always just becoming?…” she smiled.