Thank you for the share token. I remember when I was younger, and read a lot of celtic inspired fiction, thinking about the maiden, mother, hag trope. The disguiet I felt at moving from one to the next, mother but, especially, hag (calling it crone made it sound no more appealing).
Well, I'm here now or teetering on the brink and it's not so bad. Not that it really matters how I feel about it because it's unavoidable or the alternative is worse. I'm older than my mother was when she died.
My youngest rolls her eyes at the idea of becoming a woman. Unlike too many other mothers, I'm lucky. She'll go no further than mangling grammar, though she's not asked yet. I hope I've installed enough of a sense of the ridiculous in her that she won't bother. And becoming a woman is not something I've made up to annoy her, biology/aging/growth won't be denied.
I've already got a small digital mountain of books but if this shows up on the Daily Deal I don't think I'll resist it.