Between her diabetes and old age, her body continually betrays her. She will start up the stairs from the office at 5 PM knowing that dinner is at the other end of her climb. She will bound up the first step and then fall. She will pick herself up with as much grace as possible and then plod dutifully up the rest of the stairs, carefully taking one at a time.
Her heart is still young. The puppy lives within her. But her body remains a continual reminder that time is passing.