As each year passes, a part of me accepts that the body is aging.  But as I look from the inside out, I often forget that I am getting older.  There seems to be a part of me that is timeless and independent of the aging process happening to the body.  So I push myself to stay active and to embrace each day with pleasant anticipation of some sort of personal growth.  And as the day ends my physical body might be tired, my psyche a bit bruised from the daily tossles of my work environment, but this very special "something" is still fresh, alert and curious....ready for the next adventure.  I suspect that when this body finally wears out, this other part of me will just move on...