We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.
Of my infancy I can speak little, only I do remember that in the fourth year of my age I had the measles.
When I look at my daughter, who's 24, she is much more confident than I ever was and her expectations are higher. But I worry that there is a backlash brewing against progress on equality.
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