humansofnewyork: I loved everything about this lady. From the way she dressed, to the way she posed, to the fact that she was halfway inside a grocery store when she agreed to walk back out into the rain.
Text by Sue Kreitman How old am I? Somewhere between my mid seventies, and eternity. By the time my mother was my age, she was dead for 25 years, so you can understand why I consider growing old an adventure and a privilege.