Reclaiming, not reliving

I get it. As a woman who’s hit her fortieth year (and a few more), I’m deemed no longer young. I’m okay with that…probably because I still don’t fee old. Tired, sure, but old? Nope. I also recognize that I’m in a new stage of life. I am no longer a new mother, young mother,…

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To the women over forty and the twenty-somethings who write about them

a slightly cranky response to lists on the internet telling me what I’m allowed to do now that I’m over 40.

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Dear Maura, please stop growing

Okay, I don’t mean forever – though now that we’re the same height, I’m thinking she’s tall enough, and can stop growing upwards. But she probably will be taller than me. It’s a fact I’ve embraced as the short person I’ve always been. However, I need her to stop growing for a period of time.…

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