Waking up today just before four o'clock in the morning, I find myself coming to terms with having crossed my 70th birthday. This past year has brought its share of mental anxieties and uncertainties, yet here I am—now older than my parents once were, and my two grandfathers as well. Strangely, I feel a deep sense of relief with this milestone. There’s a kind of freedom in knowing I’m still here, with the years ahead as uncharted, open possibilities instead of something closed off by age or expectation. Today, I am more at peace with myself than I was yesterday.
