There have been defining moments over the years when my age made me stop and take notice. Like when the waiters began replacing “miss” with “ma’am.” (Today if I’m called “miss” I cynically think the waiter is hoping for a big tip!) Or when AARP literature appeared in my mailbox, and offers of senior discounts were made. When the upper age in the check-off list for a form moved into the 60s. There’s no denying it, I’m aging, but so what? Consider the alternative.
This message is an excerpt from a Women of the ELCA blog by Linda Post Bushkofsky.
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