But the thing about growing older that no one warns you about is you don’t ever feel old. Okay, my bones might ache at the end of the day, my joints creak when I bend too fast, and I’m always tired. But in my mind, I still feel like I did my senior year. And every time I look in the mirror, that’s the face I expect to see looking back at me. I’d transitioned from maiden to mother willingly enough back in the day, but I wasn’t ready for crone.