I was 68. It didn’t seem particularly old to me. I remember my father was 65 when my first son was born, and he thought he was too young to be a grandfather. He lived to 94, so he did see my children grow up. My grandchildren are ten and seven. I don’t really expect to see them grow up. I’m their grandmother, not their mother.
As a family, we have all married and had children relatively late, after higher education and so on. It’s normal to us.
Soops Kitchen, a place of refuge, reflection and revelry.
A general election (democratic eh not like Hamas) is taking place in Israel on Tuesday next week.


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