|A twenty-something Dorothy|
Somewhere between then and today, I came to a conclusion. It wasn't any startling epiphany. It didn't just drop into my lap one day. It crept up on me gradually, one experience at a time. This is it. There are no rules that say what you have to be at any age. It's ok to be 'me', however young I am.
One more year to denote who I'm supposed to be.
One more label to tuck into my collar.
One more reason to be just me.