Those are some pretty serious words from menopause guru Christiane Northrup.
Let’s choose GROW!
Not like our waistlines or our to-do-lists.
But our minds.
Our sense of self.
Our generous spirits.
Our creative actions.
Our whimsical and comfortable confidence.
When my daughter Laura was baptized, my mom took a picture with a flash.
I knew our pastor HATED cameras in church.
From my place at the baptismal font, I gave Mom the look, a real glower.
Twenty-seven years ago, when I fussed at her after church, she declared, “I’m the grandmother. I can do things like that.”
Now I’m a grandmother, admiring my mother’s spunk.
In menopause, one way I hope to grow, is to NOT be afraid of the glower,of getting, every now and then, the look.
What about you? What are your growing plans?