SELF- INVENTION – The Bond Among Women of All Generations
By Suzanne Braun Levine
One thing about being an older mother is that you are constantly reminded of the truism that age doesn’t really describe the shape of a person’s life. Nor does our place on the family tree, the generation we are assigned to at birth. When my daughter was born I was 44, old enough to be her grandmother. When she went to school, I was old enough to be her teachers’ (and her friends parents’) mother. At the same time my contemporaries had long since forgotten about coping with babies and young children – they were on to the joys of grandchildren. My most meaningful cohort was other women with children my children’s age, but not my age themselves.
A Celebration of Sisterhood!
By Mary Eileen Williams,
FeistySideofFifty.com
Most baby boomer women can recall that our early years were not exactly fair. In truth, when we were young, being a member of the “fairer sex” meant you were destined to living a life of limited opportunities.
Talkin’ ‘bout Our Generation: The Myths Versus Reality
By NextAvenue Staff
You know the stereotype: aging narcissists who’ve lost their creative edge, coasting downhill and taking up space at work as they wax nostalgic about Leave It to Beaver and Woodstock to stave off the inevitable midlife crisis. Or something like that.
The Ms. “Family” 40th Birthday Party – Celebrating Sisterhood, Wonder Woman and Why We [Women] Won the Election!
by Karin Lippert
Huff/Post50
“To this day, it’s one of the ways I define myself: I worked at Ms. It’s my badge of pride,”
Hagar Scher
We came together to celebrate our collective pride and three generations of connections as a “family.” To remember the conversations we started with each other that became articles, sparked a dialogue with our readers – with women everywhere – and transformed our lives and theirs.
Thank God It’s Thanksgiving
By Suzanne Braun Levine,
Mothering In The Middle
Thanksgiving is my absolute favorite day of the year. The way I do it, it has all the advantages of a holiday with none of the oppressive side-effects. There are no presents, so there is no guilt or financial stress. The food is wonderful and comforting (with lots of leftovers). I can enjoy a jello mold or sweet potatoes with marshmallows without shame.
Unfriending Is Hard To Do,
But Toxic Friendships Take Their Toll
By Suzanne Braun Levine
Huff/Post50
Like most women my age, as the years accumulate I get more and more selective about who I consider real friends, while at the same time, more and more committed to those who form my “circle of trust.” The trouble is that paring down my inner circle can be hurtful, guilt-making, and very hard to initiate.
I practice the “drift” technique — fewer calls and dates, slower responses to e-mails — hoping that distance and silence will dissolve the tie.