|My 91-year old girlfriend.|
After it snowed a few weeks ago and as I cleared the driveway and my car, she grabbed the ice scraper/brush out of my hand and dusted the snow from my jacket and arms. Today, she said to me, "You are lucky. You have a beautiful home."
I answered, "I know I am. Thank you." Then, she reminded me that she was 91-years old.
"I hope I look as good as you when I'm 91-years old," I said.
"You will! You will!" she answered without hesitation before she assuredly continued her journey.