Mother and Child Reunion

Yes, I realize having a twenty-year high school reunion this year officially makes me old. That’s not the issue, especially since I’m not attending it. People that are attending this event have adult children. Humans in their 30s with teenagers+ are absolutely an issue.

I spied a silver-haired woman on the subway home who could’ve been anywhere from 36-43, though probably right around 40. It’s hard to tell, maybe the hair does age you. But she was dressed casually and young and the messy bob looked good. She was standing. She was also getting the evil eye from more than one woman sitting down, one 30-something, the other more like 50, both Latina and large (not saying that either of those traits have bearing on this behavior, but they did have two things in common, they were not together). I really don’t know why. I couldn’t stop staring at the two of them glaring at the silver-haired woman.

She got a seat at the next stop (I’ve never seen an F so sparse during rush hour—does everyone really go out of town for the summer?) and then another non-old woman with tight spiral-curled hair, a good three-inches of pure white roots sat down next to her. Balance restored.

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