Two days ago I lay in an ER hospital bed with tubes in my nose, a heart monitor attached and needles sucking blood from my arm.
Was it a heart attack? I certainly had all the symptoms: chest pains, extreme dizziness and nausea, couldn’t take a deep breath, heavy fatigue. Read the rest of this entry »
…my knarly tango with menopause that is! Just when I have those menopausal symptoms licked and I’m feelin’ back to me again, I discover that I am aimlessly wandering the aisles of Safeway or some other potential place of public humiliation talking to myself and in addition, extremely irritated and angry with anyone that comes within 25 feet of me. Or pretty much anyone within my hormonally challenged eye line.
I think we need to learn to laugh when experiencing these uncomfortable menopause signs and symptoms and if you haven’t seen our music video yet, get a giggle and watch the following video after the break:
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One midlife malady that seems to be fairly shared among couples is stubbornness; being set in our ways; no more Mr./Ms. Nice Guy/Gal; I need, I want, I feel, I need some more, etc.
The kids are out of the house and now it’s “ME TIME”. So, if you have two people sharing their lives together exercising their self-indulgent newly found freedom, what happens when the wills clash?
To budge or not to budge? Sometimes it can go beyond the tug of rope named “Compromising” to the silent but deadly “Standoff”. The problem with the Standoff is it gets extremely tiring and it is impossible to win.
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Memories, all alone in the moonlight
I don’t know what I’m doing here, or why I came
All is fuzzy as I wander from room to room
Talking to myself, once again.
Daylight, I awake from my stupor
Wishing I could remember, what day is today
Who am I? What is my name and what do I do?
Let my memory please be renewed.
Every day is a new adventure of confusion and befuddlement
I continue to mutter and my husband shutters
At our mid-life predicament.
Touch me, it’s so easy just read my lips
We’ll grow old together, hand in hand
As we tread these unknown waters of mid-life
I’ll remind you hey, I’m your wife
Ever been asked the question, “What would you do if you knew today was the last day of your life?”…was just listening to Tim McGraw’s “Live Like You Were Dying”…so I started to think about it and…
…my answer is eat fudge. Lots and lots of fudge. Not really. But have you ever given that question serious thought?
If I were granted wishes for my last day on earth I could say:
The definition of wisdom: “Accumulated knowledge of life or in a particular sphere of activity that has been gained through experience”.
Well let’s see, here are just a few mid-life tidbits of wisdom I have accumulated through my life’s experiences thus far:
My memory!! What happened to my memory? Mr. Sandman stole it in the night? I lost it watching the WWI wrestling or America’s Next Top Model?? What happened?
It’s not just losing my keys, forgetting why I entered a room or not being able to complete a sentence with a shred of coherency, but I am staring this very moment, at my “to do” list from yesterday and one of the items I hastily scrawled marked “urgent” is: “MAKE PRICE RED SOCK”. What am I supposed to do with that?? I have formed the letters in every possible combination and got nothing! It may come back to me and then again may not.
Or…I don’t know what to do, which way to go…
I met a very gifted life coach at one of our women’s shows and wanted to pass along her information to you. More than just sometimes we can find ourselves stuck and in need of a little guidance. What’s nice about Nancy is she can coach you right from your phone and help you find the answers you are in need of.
Her website is: www.whatsonyourdash.com and her e-mail is: nancy@whatsonyourdash.com.
Blessings,
Jan
With all the ways and means to connect, interact and socialize with people online, why is it sometimes, the more I tweet, Facebook, blog, e-mail, myspace, I feel a sense of growing aloneness?
I once heard that the social networking available to us today is causing a sort of dehumanization. I sometimes wonder. I can tweet with the best of them and while it is entertaining to find out what Matthew Perry is cooking for dinner, I often wonder what happened to the art of letter writing or phone calling. Online social networking is admittedly quicker, easier and more effective but I’m not sure it nourishes the human soul as much as tickles the curious mind.
