Now, it's simpler. Life's meaning is in those late-night chats with my adult children, laughing until it hurts. It's seeing my grandkids finger paint with a wonder you can't recreate as a grown-up. It's finding peace in a quiet moment in the garden.
As it should be. However the ability to create and explore is a big part of it (as you can witness in your grandkids), never lose that spark.
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