She Won’t Let Me Wear The Pants Or Stick My Thingy In Her, And Other Pressing Problems Facing The Church Today

Okay, so as a middle-aged Christian woman, in light of the recent rash of Driscollisms doing the rounds, I feel at this point I need Continue Reading

The Illuminati of the Peri-Menopausal

In middle age, women realise we have expected too much from ourselves. Now we know that we can’t have everything. We realise that what we have now will probably be what the same as what we have when we are sixty, except it may all be closer to the ground. We have also learned that we can’t be all things to everyone, so we stop trying. Most of us have had a brush with death in the form of a health scare, or by losing someone close to us. Forced to change our view of life, we accept we are not immortal or bulletproof. We know we’re not young any more, but we also know we’re not old….yet. Middle aged women don’t generally buy sports cars and get young lovers, although, some of us do. More often, we simply take a look at what we have, and decide to make the most of it in whatever time we think we have left.

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