So I hoisted myself off the recliner and moseyed on over to the computer room at the retirement village to write this, my first RHOM blog. I am happy to report that I did not break a hip in the process. Now, let’s put this “older woman” jab into perspective shall we? First, let me say that the age disparity between Karent and I can hardly be described as a generation gap, regardless (or in Karent-speak “irregardless”) of what anyone says.
In my tender years I have managed to become a lawyer, an author, a chef, build a successful practice, enjoy a 20-plus year marriage, and, most importantly, be a mom to two extraordinary young women. If every smile or every tear I shed in the process contributed to an unfilled, un-botoxed line here or there, then I welcome them. They are badges of honor earned throughout a very fulfilling lifetime. I would say Karent has some catching up to do, wouldn’t you?