Lessons from my 16-Year-Old Self: Reclaiming Freedom in our 60s | Sixty and Me
A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with a dear friend who remarked that she couldn’t believe her 16-year-old granddaughter had gotten her driver’s license. That comment led to a whole conversation about who we were at 16, back when we were dancing to “Boogie Wonderland” by the Emotions and singing along with the … Read more