The Age of Magic lasted from December 11, 1975 to December 11, 2011. It lasted in me me that long but it didn't feel like 36 years, it felt like a billion years. I'm tired, so very tired. I gave my magic away.
A few weeks after I gave my magic away I became very ill and started to go blind in my left eye.
It was like a candle flickered in my eye as my vision was a flame dying out. Each morning I expected to wake blind in one eye. My father is blind in one eye from a stroke and I thought that would be my fate too.
I went to my grand daughter's house to play with her, hoping to see her with two eyes for as long as I could. As I rubbed my closed left eye in pain my grand daughter Cordelia watched me.
"All your magic is gone Grand Dad."
I think to myself ; "Does this four year old know that I gave her magic given to me by my Grand Mother English ?"
"What happened to my magic?"
"You gave it all to me."
I smile. "May I have some of it back?"
"Just a little bit. I need most of it."
She puts her right hand over my left eye and the pain goes away. The stress of taking care of my 82 year old parents left me.
As I leave my Grand Daughter's house she leaves me with four year old words of wisdom.
"Always keep some of the magic for your self Grand Dad. Everyone needs a little magic."
Over the next few days my vision improves.