How I Walked Away from Age-Shaming
The party was full of the kind of hip, earthy, intellectual women I admired the most. Sipping warm spiced cider in front of a table of homemade breads, kale salads, empanadas and fancy olives, I surveyed the room with satisfaction; every admirable profession was accounted for. Lawyers. Professors. Teachers. An advanced practice nurse, a school board member, several community organizers and social workers. The party had been…