Finding the Middle Age
When the daunting middle age came I expected to struggle with wrinkles on my face, and the aches and pains of working laborious jobs for 30 years. I knew that I would profoundly mourn the loss of my son’s childhood innocence, with pride they grew up so amazing but longing for a time that would never be again. I expected these changes. Now that I am fully present in time over 45 years, I find…














