From Gus to AStew: the Many Versions of Me
Adult, for me, meant confronting the darkness of life.
September 5, 1984
“It’s such a strange age, 28, almost 29. I still have yet to feel the pangs of wanting a child; still not quite sure of what I really want to do; see my folks differently, and love them even more; am falling more in love with Danny (my husband) each day.
“When I talk with 23-25 year olds, I see such a drama…
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