Time goes by

My mother-in-law used to play scrabble a lot. When asked if she enjoyed it, her reply was “Well, it passes the time.” I used to think it a strange thing to say. She was in her eighties after all, and what was she waiting for? o­n weeks like this, when all sorts of problems arise, I am pleased to remember the old adage that Everything passes in time.

I suppose it is better than We'll all be dead in a hundred years.

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