Coming of Age

It seems like just yesterday when I was a cute, eighteen-year-old redhead putting on my makeup and admiring myself in the mirror. I remember how it felt when I first stepped into a pair of heels, the first time I painted my toes and applied lipstick to my lips. I looked just like my mother, twenty years younger.  But it wasn’t my mother I was looking at in the mirror. It was me, and I knew