Jean Guerrero: I won't be ashamed of being a childless woman in my 30s, not at Christmas or any time of year
I love spending holidays with my family, particularly the matriarchs who've sacrificed so much for their children and grandchildren while keeping their fire. But lately, I dread the comments I know I'll be getting from some of them.
"When you're my age, you're going to end up alone over the holidays," one of my tías declared as I ate dinner at my Mexican grandmother's house with my many cousins for Thanksgiving. The room grew quiet as she addressed me, the 35-year-old woman without children. Suddenly, I was as self-conscious in my body as I'd been during puberty, except instead of maturing,
