Middle Aging Gracefully

I love being middle-aged. Don’t get me wrong – I don’t love the mousy gray hair that loiters at my temples even though Miss Clairol and I kick it out every 10 weeks. I don’t love my matching set of grandma hands – why, oh why, didn’t I soak my hands in Ivory dish detergent when I had the chance?

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