And that’s because before 65 (if you are lucky enough to make it) you are a mother, sister, lady, ma’m, grandmother, lady, child, kid, teenager, friend, etc. At 65 you are a woman. Your woman. Your own woman. The woman you hoped to be or became. And you should be happy about that. And you can.
The Journey Begins.
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