As I go through my workday, I talk with all sorts of people from all walks of life.
Sometimes it happens that I'll get a woman (or a man) around my age and we'll usually take a moment or two to gab and joke about aging. It's always a humorous conversation.
That's the thing about aging. You can laugh or you can cry. Most everyone I meet, regardless of circumstance, chooses to laugh. And that's right up my alley.
A doodle while I was in a traffic jam. Self portrait? |
SM and I have been going through Menopause for the past few years now.
I include SM in this statement because he gets to suffer along with me. I know we both wish it would wind up already but I seem to be one of those women who gets to enjoy the varied symptoms of The Change a little longer than the next girl.
Oh Joy!
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