My two daughters are my ‘go-to’ people for keeping me steered in the right direction. I spent twenty years guiding them toward maturity so now they have accepted the responsibility of guiding me toward old age. I don’t always like their suggestions. Does one take Tylenol or Advil? One pill or two? Have you drunk enough water today? After checking out my cupboards they’ll gently remind me I will soon need cooking oil and crackers. “Are you continuing your exercises?”…..
