Reading these posts made my heart feel happy. It would appear I am the oldest of you at 89. But I am living independently with help from my wonderful housekeeper every three weeks. My husband of 59 years died two years ago. The grief still lies on me like a wet blanket. My life is very low key now. I do not go out much except for groceries and to the library. I keep wondering if all the hate and carnage in this world is caused by people who don't read. With that I send you all wishes for a better 2024.