How old is OLD? See my story for More on turning 60
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You might think I'd be a full-fledged adult at the advanced age of---can it be?---60, but I haven't quite lost the goofiness of girlhood. I still reach for the wrong fork at the occasional candlelit table, still replay awkward conversations and realize too late what I should have said. But there's definitely something unfamiliar about this point in my life. Sixty is the boundary between thinking I have forever to do my growing up and accepting the fact that I don't.
I've been pondering the significance of 60 ever since my brain-rattling birthday last October (correction: ever since I turned 59). So when More asked me for an essay on the subject, I jumped at the chance. My Canadian friends can read it now in the May issue; Americans will have to wait until I post it here next month. [Update: wait no more; just click here.]
The whole issue is a treat, by the way: Katherine Govier trains her novelist's eye on Japan, my former Chatelaine staffer Bonny Reichert dons steel-toed boots to test her wits and her stamina in chef school, Jamie Lee Curtis tells the complicated truth about her mother, Janet Leigh. Jamie Lee is among the few celebs I'd actually like to sit down with (big soft sofa, bare feet and lots of peppermint tea). For now we're keeping company in the pages of More.
Posted by Rona April 15, 2010 @ 8:08 AM. File in General
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