soul
We, each of us, body, emotions, and intellect, evolve as we make our way through the Time of Life. My perfect sight is gone, to see clearly up close I have to wear eyeglasses. And my tongue, ninety year old taste buds are not as sharp as they once were, I'm not as into chocolate as a few years ago; the only dish that seems never to change for me is a tray of a dozen cold, salty oysters, my idea of Heaven might be sitting upstairs at Hunt's Oyster Bar and having one tray after another set down before me as the ages pass into eternity. My hearing has evolved, when I retired from the Navy it was perfect, but I'm on my fifth pair of hearing aids, which I call "my ears," since 2001, and a joy of being hard of hearing is that if I don't appreciate the noises and other sounds around me all I have to do is turn "my ears" off and relax into the sound of silence. Emotions: feelings change, my love for my grandmother was not the same as my fierce, almost obse...