Aging, they said, would be graceful. They lied. It's gritty, sacred, and terrifying; it's holy work.

Sheila Hayes-Smiley and family It's inevitable that as you age, you will make memories. Some are happy, some are tragic, but all are unforgettable and stick with you forever. I remember at three years old. The police responded to a call at my home. I see them standing side by side, waiting for my father to arrest him for domestic violence. They waited while he looked for a book to take to jail with him. I still see the smirk on his face. At the age of six, I befriended a cla