A few weeks ago I went to a neighborhood Bunco. I was excited. It would be nice to hang out with everyone all in one place since we were all scattered during the summer. I tried to fix my hair as best as I could. I've come to peace with wearing barrettes, even though at the age of 37, I wish I didn't have to. I'm not trying to be younger than my age....but lately I've been having less confidence in looking the way I do and how my peers view it. Only a few know. OK, none really. If I go without… Continue