by Katharine Trauger, Miss July 2018

We grow. And we wait.

Little girls long for the day when we become grown, have adult bodies, bear children. Then those days arrive and suddenly we are overwhelmed. Suddenly we are unaware of the passage of time. Suddenly we are old and we forget what, if anything, we did with the time.

It doesn’t take long to wish for our youth back, to begin looking for comfort, to catch ourselves faltering, to wonder . . .READ MORE