A baby cries out for attention and change. A teenager searches for validation and identity. The aging remember and forget having earned the privilege. In their individual yet universal way, each is looking for the same thing… peace of mind.
Changing the soiled diaper relieves the infant to return to the wondrous pursuit of meaning and discovery. The teenager struggles through the formative years and emerges obilvious yet determined. The elder knows, instinctively, that the only thing worth remembering is the good.
True, Peace resides inside… in your wonder; in your fortitude; and inevitably, in your wise and certain state of mind.