It's Never too Late to Start Over

 

This is based on a true story. I met a lady a long time ago and I felt she was so animated and free and loving. Here is the fictional character I created in her voice.

The old woman sat on the park bench, her white hair blowing in the wind like a dandelion seed. She was small and frail, but her eyes were sharp and intelligent. She looked up at me as I approached, and her smile was like a ray of sunshine.

"Hello," she said. "My name is Miss Rose. What's your name?"

"I'm Georgia,” I said.

"It's nice to meet you, Georgia,” she said. "Would you like to sit down?"

I sat down next to her, and we started to talk. She told me about her life, and I told her about mine. She was a fascinating woman, and I felt like I could talk to her about anything.

"You know," she said at one point, "I've lived a long life, and I've seen a lot of things. But there's one thing I've learned: it's never too late to start over."

I thought about that for a moment. It was a wise saying, and it made me think about my own life. I was at a crossroads, and I wasn't sure what to do. But Miss Rose's words gave me hope.

"Thank you," I said. "I needed to hear that."

Georgia