I woke up with a phone call from Mary.  I don't mind.  She is frantic because her family is not home.  Her husband died two years ago after 62 years of marriage,  her children have been gone for many years. Even her grandkids are grown and on their on. So we go over and talk to her till she calms down. All of this reminds me that what I put in my mind today is what I will live with when I get old.  Mary's mind is going and she can no longer hold onto the mask that she showed up to the world.  Now we know the real Mary.  If I find my self in Mary's shoes someday, what will I be like.  So I am more careful what I read, what I listen too, and what I say to myself.  Because someday that might be all I have.