Age, labels, barriers, and tribes

When I was 37 my sister told me to sign up for More, a magazine for women over forty. I didn’t want to do it because I just didn’t feel any kinship with those women. Now at fifty, I still don’t. It’s not a matter of age; it’s a matter of not ever feeling part […]

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The freedom to be yourself.

I was 26 when this new acquaintance told me he had something to tell me when the time was right. It took a couple of weeks for him to finally tell me: “You care too much what people think of you.” I didn’t understand then but two decades later I understand only too well and […]

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