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My friend Evelyn strained excitedly to see the pictures of my son’s wedding. She held her magnifier up and brought each photograph close to her face. Despite the travails of her 90 years, Evelyn was lively and full of fun. I wished I knew her secret.

I’d been feeling down all day. That morning, a salesclerk had asked if I was a senior citizen. I wasn’t – quite – and I couldn’t accept that my age was starting to show. I worked so hard at looking young. But how could I explain my problem to this perky 90-year-old friend?

Does the magnifier help?” I asked Evelyn.

The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away,” she said, smiling.

But what did he give you when he took away your sight?

Acceptance,” she said triumphantly.