You Look So Young When I was a child I couldn’t wait to get older. I wanted to be thirteen so I could get my ears pierced, sixteen so I could have boyfriend, seventeen so I could drive and eighteen so I could vote. Even though it seemed to take a long, long time, I… Read More
The internet has been buzzing about Renee Zellweger’s plastic surgery. This flurry of commentary has made me think about my own opinions.
Rather than believing that my best days are in the past, I am looking forward to middle age. I don’t subscribe to the notion that joy belongs only to the young — in fact, I’m beginning to think that youth is highly overrated.
You, who are approaching the end of your fertile years, hear the call of the sea.
You ache for the cool water to ease the hot blush on your face, to soften your dry elbows and erase the lines around your eyes.
