I am 94 years old and, 2 years after the end of a 70-year-long relationship, I live alone. Although I am alone, I am not lonely. I have many friends, appreciated former colleagues, and kind acquaintances. I am in touch by phone or email with both close and distant family members. I even have the privilege of closely witnessing the miraculous growth of a new little human almost from the day of his birth, the child and grandchild of wonderful parents and grandparents. I consider myself most fortunate with these riches of social contacts and relationships.
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