At my age, if you aren’t Oprah or a man, the stigma of getting older starts to take shape. I’m 47. I am seriously and officially middle-aged. Like, deep into it. I’m here, but heck if I know how I got here so fast. I certainly don’t feel it. In a sense, I’ve grown up without becoming a

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