Our world is obsessed with youth. As an aging woman, I see the signs in magazines, in television and in conversation.
Hair coloring to hide the gray, moisturizers to plump the wrinkles.
And, ladies, please, stay out of the sun. Last summer, my best male friend gave me the same piece of advice. I showed off the new muscle and bronzed skin I earned with the many hours I spent swimming at Ken's Lake. Instead of giving me the wolf whistle I desired, he gave me a lecture. You're not so young anymore.