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My Mother Was My First Role Model

WRITING CUE 2 This is an ode to the woman I grew up with. Happy International Women’s Day, Mom.

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My mom married my father in 1957. She was an honest person, always. She admitted she wasn’t a virgin when Dad asked. She wasn’t ashamed, but he made her feel ashamed. She told me it was his problem, not hers. I learned young that female sexuality was complicated. I learned that from her when I was fourteen. I…

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“The longer I live, the more beautiful life becomes.” (Frank Lloyd Wright) Non-fiction pieces, personal essays and occasional poems that explore how we feel about how we age and offer tips for getting the most out of life.

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