I went to dinner last night to meet my boyfriend's friend. She was asking me how I got along with my parents, how it must be nice to be going to see all my relatives, and what did I do with most of my time. I am 52 and I am being interviewed and I think I look worse at being impressive than I did when I was a teenager. I have to remember what is important to me right now. I need to grieve for my dad. I need to keep my heart open for love. And I need to be gentle and celebrate being me.