Tag: aging

mirror

Something has happened. I have stopped looking into mirrors. Or perhaps, mirrors have stopped being kind to me. I turned 50 in 2016 but without the fanfare I envisioned when I had celebrated my fortieth birthday. In my blessed 40’s (the new 28’s?), I felt relatively secure in my profession, in my relationship with my …

Menopause calling - we're through!

Menopause calling? In a post post post modern world I learned it was over in a phone call, and there’s something about being “post”…   I hated turning forty. I hated it. When I was younger, forty sounded ancient to me. Everything about it sounded saggy and tired and falling backward into an existence where …