The Old Woman with the Weight: A Walk, Three Feelings, and a Lesson This morning, on a walk through a college campus, I saw an old woman carrying a heavy load on her head. In just a few seconds, three powerful and conflicting feelings flashed through my mind. First, I felt pity. The sight of an elderly lady, her back slightly bent under the weight, stirred a deep sadness. My mind raced: What compels her to work so hard at this age? What must her family situation be like? Then, in a sudden shift, I felt proud —for her. My pity was quickly replaced by a wave of respect. I realized this was likely her quiet declaration of independence. She probably did not wish to be a burden. There was a dignified strength in her self-reliance that commanded admiration. Finally, to my own surprise, I felt a pang of envy. Observing her steady pace, her endurance, and her nimble balance, I wondered: Will I possess that same physical resilience and vitality when I am her age? I am already on...