I Do

I have tons of acquaintances, and each one is a distinct blessing. All are talented, generous, and most important of all, interesting.

Friends, ah, now that’s a different story. Not so many, and not many new. Others have been part of my life for many a day, and held my hand often on occasions, both joyful and sad.

Consequently, a new friend is quite a rarity and when one departs, the void is deep and lasting.

So it is with Lorraine, who said goodbye this week at the age of 103. My new friend was never reticent about her longevity but sometimes it was hard to believe. She stood erect possibly due to the morning swim she took until a few years back or the recent one mile walk that replaced the aquatics. Her mind was sharp and her vibrant faith in God always an inspiration.

When I last saw Lorraine, we were heading in different directions, and only spoke a minute. Yet her words linger in my mind today:

“I think I am beginning to slow down,” Yet I sensed no regret or fear, just acceptance of God’s will.

She was right. When I learned of her departure, I remembered she was ready to travel whenever that moment arrived.

During a routine visit with a medical advisor this week, the question of longevity arose. I recall being unable to answer one of his questions:

“Would you want to live beyond 100?”

My immediate reaction was negative. Yet now when I remember Lorraine, I do wonder.