I just hit the tender age of 53, am thought to be ten years younger. It's true that with menopause the skin thins, the wrinkles multiply, the blossom's petals fall.
Dang.. I just don't want to think of it being 'over' for me, especially since I'm working on composting my emotional baggage which doesn't happen overnight.
Perhaps I'm an optimist believing that when something is right, it will happen... just like my belief that babies always come at the right time regardless of what others may say. What is within the person is the treasure.. or so it is for me.
