My parents weren't at all in entertainment, but when I look back, something along the line prepared me and opened me up to entertainment.

I'm very lucky that my husband is a true partner in child-rearing. If I get home late, he gets home early or vice-versa. I travel more, and he's able to spell me when I'm gone.

My parents did great and provided well, and gave all their kids personal, moral, ethical values, not a belief that we were entitled to something.

The biggest mistake to me is complacency.

To put it bluntly, I feel relevant and valuable, and I am struggling to understand why, when women reach age 65, they encounter an invisible barrier of perception that says it's time to walk away. Shouldn't we have a choice in the matter? Shouldn't our experience and energy be worth more?

In the American office lexicon, 'aging' - and its close cousin 'old' - are inconsistent modifiers. While older women are often labeled as 'tired' and 'out of touch,' aging men get to be 'distinguished' and 'seasoned.'

For me, turning 65 doesn't include walking away from my profession because of age; I love my job and the company I work for.

As a working woman at the height of my career, I know age has only enhanced my professional and personal abilities. It has brought a sense of calm to the drive for success.

The younger me was motivated by a need to please others, by the pressure to climb the corporate ladder and make money, and by a fear of failure - all of which became more and more intense as I navigated the competitive landscape.