My gift to the planet: not being a mom

Thanks to Bob Walker for sending me this OpEd from the Baltimore Sun.
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It was Mother’s Day, and the staff of the independent-living community where my mother resides had arranged a nice luncheon, with roses for all the mothers. When a cherubic child with golden ringlets pressed a flower into my hand, and I politely refused it, she became confused. No wonder, since it was assumed by everyone that, of course, all adult women in attendance were mothers.

At fifty-something I am an adult but not a mother. And though some will gasp in horror, I consider that to be my greatest achievement as a conservationist (although finding the first saw-whet owl ever reported in my part of Virginia ranks pretty high, too).

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