Yesterday I went with one of my co-workers to visit an elderly lady to do a survey.  She was not at all interested in doing a survey, but she did want more than anything to talk to us, so we let her share what was on her mind and heart.

In conversation with her, it was kind of like talking to an older version of myself.  She even looked like how I imagined I might look...and it didn't scare me at all.  In fact, I had to smile inwardly, because she said things that I would most likely say if I were where she was.

What most struck me is, she is determined to not let herself "lay down and die".  She gets up, she stays as active as she is able to, and she tries to keep her mind in a positive space.  She makes the most of her situation, even though it may not be her cup of tea at the moment. She's a fighter...kind of like what I hope to be when I get more gray hairs.