Aging reshapes us. It does so as we blend and bend to the unusual events in our growing. We are not the same today as we were yesterday. We have had mind altering experiences offering us new insights, changing our perspective, shaking up our opinions, entering our system. No two days are alike as we age. We profess our devotion to routine, but really every new day insists upon its unique identity.
To do so it happens that we are deluged with all kinds of incursions into our lives. The more interaction there is, the more blending and bending takes place. We either blend with the episodes that introduce themselves to our persona, we bend to accommodate the often uninvited incursions or we attempt to ignore them. The latter, a futile effort, usually only delays our having to deal with the issues anyway.