Survival of the Oldest — Praying for Eyebrowz

Sometimes I can forget that I’m in my sixties, while other times the limitations of my age rear up and smack me right in the face. Yesterday, as I chaperoned a group of 17 and 18-year-olds on a trip to an amusement park, there was no doubt that I’d passed the threshold of youth and […]Survival of the Oldest — Praying for Eyebrowz