I Wish My Mother Could Meet the Woman She Used To Be

Photo by Matt Zhou on Unsplash

I believed aging meant a person became a more concentrated version of themselves.

If they were sweet, like ripe fruit, they became sweeter, and if they were disagreeable, they became meaner and more cantankerous as they aged.

--

--

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
Christine Schoenwald

Christine Schoenwald

Writer for The Los Angeles Times, Salon, The Startup, Tenderly, Fearless She Wrote, MuddyUm. Christineschoenwaldwriter.com