
by Sharron Pankhurst
No matter where I’ve traveled—Paris, Italy, Barcelona, Denmark, St. Petersburg, and, a personal favorite, Santorini in the Aegean Sea—when I made time to sit back and people-watch, I realized that they were just like me. I saw women with short hair, long hair, tinted hair with roots, old men with canes, young women with a baby on their hips … I saw me and I saw you.