I’m Another Year Older

Here it is nearly the end of May. By the time you read this, I will be having another birthday. It’s one of those that end in 0. These seem more noteworthy than others, if you know what I mean. My 30th birthday was rather hard for me, mostly because I was single with no children and no promising man on the horizon. My classmates were almost all married, some of them divorc...

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