I've been showing a lot more old barn wood than I should, I think, but these photographs remind me that some of us are close to this old barn wood than we might think or wish: somewhat decorative, but not too useful.

Why do some of us become so incredibly difficult as we get older and others stay sweet and lovable?

I am just a zillion times thankful that Miriam falls mostly in the last category. I hope I can follow her example.