I noticed an old man with an old woman beside...

I noticed an old man with an old woman beside him. Maybe they were a married couple.

I smiled and started to think: how many times have they forgiven each other? How many times have they had to accept each other's whole being? And how many times they atten-ded the funeral of each other past selves without separating?

There is always space for change, for growth, for love, for acceptance, for doubt, and for everything in between.