age shift

Suddenly while crossing the street cautiously and slowly for fear of falling, I smile when I see myself, like my mom, lifting my hand like hers, signaling to the drivers to slow down… Like her, I get the respect she used to get. I have definitely been welcome to the other side of life..

As I was early for my appointment, I started walking very slowly; suddenly I can smell the aromas that differentiate balconies and windows. Fried onions, garlic, perfume, tobacco, jasmine, detergents, each tell the household stories.