At 80 years of age, I cringe whenever I hear someone say, “Getting old means you’re getting better.” Nonsense! Getting old means you’re getting old. Greeting card clichés do not come to mind when I drop a bag of groceries, get up after falling down the stairs, forget my granddaughter’s name, or, worst of all, have someone older than me offer their seat on a bus. During these embarrassing moments, I never retrieve a Hallmark card phrase. Instead, I conjure the image of a