My new friend Sharon is already making my head spin with inspiration and creativity. You go girl!
Twelve and a half years into the no longer new millennium finds me bobbing along, wondering where my life preserver is as I barely keep my chin above water. Truth be told, I am getting a little tired of treading.
Born in the mid-20th century, I am a bona fide baby boomer, but what I am feeling is not unique to that generation. Any woman who approaches “a certain age” will probably experience what I am going through. Which is: bouncing enthusiasm with new energy and ideas, feeling positive about this wondrous stage of my life, only to be blindsided by scattered focus, fuzzy memory, lethargy, and at times, downright depression.
We compare notes with our friends, are given wide berth by our families, and are diagnosed by our doctors. We go on anti-depressants, up our Valium and/or vitamins, do more yoga, seize the day, peruse the self-help section in…
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