Looking into the mirror at 39, I recently realized I am aging. I have been alive for almost 40 years and on various occasions have gone unarmed into the dark nights of my own soul. There must be more to aging—and life—than how I look. I must have more to offer the world.
Today, my god daughter threw a fit because she wanted to wear shorts to school. Her mom would not budge. At 9 years old, Lara is ready to differentiate. As a girl, Lara is starting to explore what femininity will mean for her. This is something all young girls go through, unknown to them.