Thank you for your patience. It has been a while. Times every strong woman needs to take a break, reflect, ponder, and pause. Just writing for the sake of writing is good … and times not so good when the heart is not quite in the right spot. The dagger is not fixed, the words ‘a warbling. So for me, taking time out is when things happen. And much did. And it is time to write again.
I have never presumed to be writing for the world, success or business, it has always been for the few who can resonate, at this time of our lives and go … what happened? When the picket fence all but fell down, people came and went in our lives and we are at a stage when it can be a little lost, more difficult, but never anything but interesting.
I write for my tribe. For women in their fifties and getting older, but smarter. For women who have questioned their relationships, their confidence and their place in this vast world we call home. For me, having changed many homes, lost and found many relationships, watching my children blossom and leave, work related, future unsure, it is for those who sort of didn’t get the memo of being, well, mature and what to do with the baggage of it all … the present of it all and the future only we can forge.
Because I live it, more than most, I want to share the stories, how dark it became, how unbelievably frightening it was, and how exhilarating it can be to be a baby boomer in the present. There are many, like me who write and they are my inspiration. What can be a lonely and fretful boat out there, listless at times, it is also the best time – I had forgotten that. This is the time we have ourselves to face – no longer daughter, full time mother, perhaps spouse, post menopause, post turning fifty, post just about everything.
Some see this as the downhill from here. Job done and what to do with the rest of your life. I wallowed in it. Product of the grey divorce, the leaving and the trying to just hold it together, I also realised that facing myself and my future meant going through the difficult times and coming out on the other side
Coming out on the other side and not just coping, but thriving, is the answer.
Much has happened, change and resolutions made. Doors closed and doors opened and I shall share this with you for this is going to be the best time of our lives.
Trust me, been there, done that and I don’t want the T-shirt. I want it all.
Chat soon x