I met a 90 yr. old woman named Mika today

She is originally from Istanbul and moved to Oz when she was 33 with her now deceased husband and 2 children. 

Her: How old are you, dear?
Me: 30
Her: And are you married?
Me: Nope. Not even remotely close.
Her: That’s okay. You have plenty of time. Women in America are having babies in their 40s. 

And I thought, “This is what I have to look forward to the rest of my single life: well-meaning strangers reassuring me about the viability of my ova, when all my eggs could fall out tomorrow and I’d just be upset about having to buy a new pair of pants.”  

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About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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