waiting for the bus

As you get older, the world seems to move a bit faster.

A couple days a week I have to take a long bus ride to get to work, and one day, while passing a bus stop, I spotted two elderly women sitting together. There was actually something very wonderful in this sight...as they waited for their bus, holding each others' hands to keep warm, you could see that these women were dear friends, just completely enjoying the company of each other. It made me wonder...when I am that old, will I have a companion that will wait at the bus stop with me? Someone who I can sit with and watch the world go by? Some days I just don't know....