After a bit over three quarters of a century, the “sounds of silence” have acquired a new meaning, one no longer political. They now represent the realization, one often addressed by many of all ages, regarding the importance of appreciating the value of solitude and self-reliance. Not because others have let us down, that would be merely reactive, or because our health is failing and mortality seems near (it’s not, or doesn’t seem to be), but just because, after so many experiences, good as well as bad, we may finally realize to whom we owe ultimate loyalty, perhaps even love, although love seems to become more nebulous as I age, something I know is different with many, perhaps most others.
If I Only Could, I Surely Would … or Would I?
If I Only Could, I Surely Would … or Would I?
If I Only Could, I Surely Would … or Would I?
After a bit over three quarters of a century, the “sounds of silence” have acquired a new meaning, one no longer political. They now represent the realization, one often addressed by many of all ages, regarding the importance of appreciating the value of solitude and self-reliance. Not because others have let us down, that would be merely reactive, or because our health is failing and mortality seems near (it’s not, or doesn’t seem to be), but just because, after so many experiences, good as well as bad, we may finally realize to whom we owe ultimate loyalty, perhaps even love, although love seems to become more nebulous as I age, something I know is different with many, perhaps most others.