I met Charlene (not her real name) today.
Charlene is an eighty-five year old woman with the serene face of a saint and the rough tongue of a sailor.
Charlene loves to give advice and talk about the shortcomings of others. She, of course, has no faults of her own. She'll tell you quick where you can go if you don't agree with her opinions.
She's big on asking questions too. But since she keeps her hearing aide set to something like minus seven, Charlene never hears the answers.
It occurs to me that many of us go through life the same way as Charlene - constantly spewing out information, but never really hearing what others have to offer.
At eighty-five, Charlene may be entitled to her idoscincracies. As for the rest of us - we're missing an awful lot.
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