![]() There are many reasons we no longer use that term: its misogynist undertones of sour dessication, or bumbling hopelessness, to start with. ![]() But becoming an aunt brought with it a phantom modifier, one that echoed across my empty flat, even though no one had spoken it out loud. I didn’t – don’t – regret my own lack of children. ![]() ![]() My own path to such “conventional” adulthood stalled somewhere in my 30s, not through choice or any dramatic event, but through an invisible winnowing of opportunities.
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