Old Enough

Do you remember “I can’t wait until I’m old enough to….”?

I remember saying I am eleven and three quarters. I don’t know why twelve was important; no special ceremonies were planned. I was anxious to be allowed to read books in the adult section at the library. One had to be old enough to drive, to drink, to have one’s own place.

And then suddenly, but I only realize that now, I was old enough to do anything I wanted to do.

Now, I realize I am old enough to die. Some might say I am not that old, but no one can now say she was too young to die.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not looking forward to death. We were not created to die, but rather to be perpetual. However, the necessary changes to recover that will not occur in my lifetime. We can only give an impetus towards Good, do our best to make it contagious.