Changes occur when we get older. Our hair turns white and our skin wrinkles. Like it or not, that much we know is true.

What else happens?

I used to be certain our names changed once we hit a certain age. That’s because I could never picture my great-aunt being called “Gladys” when she was a kid. I figured she was always known as “Stacey” or “Michelle.” Then WHAM! On her 60th birthday she – along with all the other new Alfreds and Ethels of the world – was dubbed with an elderly sounding (at least to whipper-snapper like me) alias.

That’s obviously not how it works. But I was young, and having self-centered and rude beliefs comes with that.