As I age, I gain a self acceptance that I didn’t have when I was younger. I seem to have shed a lifetime of guilt and shame. I have some goals, some pictures in my mind of what I would like to achieve. I am caring less about what people think, but not where I would love to be, but I am working on it. I am often grateful for the bumpy road of the past even the painful moments. I will be 60 in October. It’s never to late to be a woman!