When my children were young I wrote books for young readers.
My children grew up. They had children. They grew up too.
I don't feel any different on the inside so am always surprised when treated as "old."
I now write for and about older women as real people, not as the stereotypes imposed by an ageist society .
I don't feel much different, but mirrors grow increasingly unkind--so I avoid them when possible.
Ageism blossoms with every new wrinkle until I don't know which is worse, being talked down to or becoming invisible.
What I do know is that with age comes an unexpected bonus.
A new and welcome sense of freedom!