Women over 60: resilence is our middle name
Plus a little gift for you
A day etched in the memory of a nation—
and now, a day I choose to claim as my own.
I walk. I breathe. I live.
This is what reinvention looks like.
September 11, 1955
Not the date you first thought of, right?
That’s my birthdate.
For decades, my birthday has shared the date with one of the most tragic events in modern history. I’ve carried th…