Call me Mrs., not Miss

How wonderful it is to know that I'm on the tail end of full-time parenting. Kar graduates in June.

It's horrifying to me that so many people my age, 36, are just BEGINNING their foray into parenting. Of course, I'm NOT recommending everyone becoming a parent at 19, either.

My hair, especially around my face, has sped up in the greying process in the past few years. Maybe it's time to start dying it back, but with a kid applying to colleges, I like my "mature" look. I'm a woman, not a girl. I'm a Mrs., not a Miss.

Most important, I've earned each grey hair!

The Last of Sheila (Coburn)