This may sound odd, but the sun gives me direction in life. I often think my life has been one that began when the sun rose, with my maximum capacity and contributions increasing as the sun reached toward its midday zenith.

In the early afternoon, as the sun slowly began its downward trajectory, I continued to feel what I hoped was a meaningful role in life. In the very late afternoon, I retired and that was now 12 years ago.

The sun is now reaching towards the western horizon, even as I reach the stage of tadvanced septuagenarianship in my life.

As the sun continues to fade, I will reach toward the end point of my days on earth.

The sun epitomises my track and cycleof my journey through life. When it sets for the final time on my days I hope that satisfaction for a life well lived will be part of my benediction.