A poem, written by me, inspired by my old measuring cup:
It’s the measuring cup’s job
To measure, not mine,
But if measure I must,
May it be with a
Good measure of love.
I find there’s a laidbackness (sorry for a word that’s not all the way a word) that comes, in some ways, with menopause.
As I grow older, I’m becoming less judgmental.
Perhaps because I’m more aware of my own failings.
Or perhaps because time is picking up speed, making me want to spend less time picking at people.
Or maybe it’s because as we age, we are better able to see life from other angles.
Lots of angles, because part of humanity’s great charm (at least some of the time) is the diversity of opinions, personalities, and lifestyles.
What about you? Do you find yourself more or less judgmental than you were in your youth?
Photo: The measuring cup above has a hard time in my kitchen. The shiny, newer measuring cups poke fun. I hope they will work on measuring with cupfulls of love. The cup is perched on an old apron, circa 1940.
Barbara Younger
Barbara Younger blogs from her home in Hillsborough, North Carolina. Along with Friend for the Ride: Encouraging Words for the Menopause Roller Coaster (http://friendfortheride.com), she writes books for children and adults. She lives in an old house with her husband Cliff. and collections of everything from dolls to buttons to bookmarks. She's the mother of two grown daughters and the grandmother to one adorable baby boy!
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