“I’m fifty. I’m done learning,” she said. Done learning?! I thought. Imagine denying yourself new experiences, New ideas and contemplations. Never again choosing to Cultivate a new skill, To expand an old one. Choosing to let brain And heart And muscle memory
Forsaken Joy
Forsaken Joy
Forsaken Joy
“I’m fifty. I’m done learning,” she said. Done learning?! I thought. Imagine denying yourself new experiences, New ideas and contemplations. Never again choosing to Cultivate a new skill, To expand an old one. Choosing to let brain And heart And muscle memory