Coming Clean
Hope everyone's Christmas was memorable in a great way. I've decided to come clean about mine.
I'm in menopause. That means hot flashes and mood swings. Fun stuff. It's why I haven't posted lately. Not sure how much the world really wants to know. Anyway, I'll tell you like it was.
Wonderful things did happen: I was in a drama production at church. This was very meaningful to me because we searched for a new church for almost two years before visiting Living Word Lutheran, where some of my writing family attend. Turned out to be a fateful day. We love the church. So now I'm on the drama team before even becoming Lutheran. We start a class for that soon, something called Discovery Class. After that we will join and officially be Lutheran.
So the drama participation was a highlight, and the parties, a handful of parties. I understand some people out there do not have parties to attend and do not throw them because they don't have friends I guess. I'm sorry about that, but if you get friends, you'll have fun at the parties. Or maybe you couldn't care less about parties and you're happy alone. Anyway, not me. I like friends and parties.
Attended candlelight service on Christmas Eve--I loved that. Sat next to my friend, Ledia, and my dear husband. Saw another friend, Jonna, and got sweet smiles and hugs. Heard about Jonna's grandbabies gifts. Conversations with friends and family, warm receptions. More good elements of my holiday.
Back on December first, I had my first ever book signing. Friends, family and shoppers kept me company for the entire four hours. I sold all my books and had a blast. Dan (sweet hubby) had a copy of the book cover and my first publication check framed for me.
Back to Christmastime, I have to add cookie baking with granddaughter, Annie, special dinners with my family, quiet evenings by the fire, sipping cider, reflecting. I like shopping before the big rush hits too, and even some after it hits. I can't leave out decorations, cooking, getting and receiving gifts. Honestly, I enjoyed the holidays.
But why do I sometimes feel like a roll of transparent tape? Do you know what transparent tape feels like, over the holidays, that is? It's stretched and torn, then broken off in pieces until it's all gone. And no one misses that roll of tape when it's gone. Another one is opened and life goes on.
Does anyone know what I'm talking about? Am I going crazy or is life getting harder lately?
Okay, I gained six pounds over the holidays. That's depressing. I wish that were the most depressing thing in my life, but it is not. There is a person out there in the world who is like a big bad wolf to me. I must deal with this person on a regular basis. He is from my past and I can't say his name or much about this, or maybe I would get sued since he likes that type of excitement. And this person's bad side popped up all over my holidays. Can you believe it? So menopause, big bad wolf, and some other life trials which I have mentioned previously, all add up to me wondering how I'm supposed to blog. I mean how much real life information do you people want to read?
And now I feel like two people in one - the hot one, the cold one. Is that maddening, or interesting? Oh, God. Maybe I shouldn't have posted.
Well, I'll go now. I have a headache and you may not even want to know that.
Best Wishes to you and Happy Everything You Celebrate. Please keep your chin up if you are menopausal or have the privileged joy of living with someone who is.
Above all, keep it real--very, very real. I hear this thing goes on a very long time, so we might as well embrace it.
Love,
Rhonda
I'm in menopause. That means hot flashes and mood swings. Fun stuff. It's why I haven't posted lately. Not sure how much the world really wants to know. Anyway, I'll tell you like it was.
Wonderful things did happen: I was in a drama production at church. This was very meaningful to me because we searched for a new church for almost two years before visiting Living Word Lutheran, where some of my writing family attend. Turned out to be a fateful day. We love the church. So now I'm on the drama team before even becoming Lutheran. We start a class for that soon, something called Discovery Class. After that we will join and officially be Lutheran.
So the drama participation was a highlight, and the parties, a handful of parties. I understand some people out there do not have parties to attend and do not throw them because they don't have friends I guess. I'm sorry about that, but if you get friends, you'll have fun at the parties. Or maybe you couldn't care less about parties and you're happy alone. Anyway, not me. I like friends and parties.
Attended candlelight service on Christmas Eve--I loved that. Sat next to my friend, Ledia, and my dear husband. Saw another friend, Jonna, and got sweet smiles and hugs. Heard about Jonna's grandbabies gifts. Conversations with friends and family, warm receptions. More good elements of my holiday.
Back on December first, I had my first ever book signing. Friends, family and shoppers kept me company for the entire four hours. I sold all my books and had a blast. Dan (sweet hubby) had a copy of the book cover and my first publication check framed for me.
Back to Christmastime, I have to add cookie baking with granddaughter, Annie, special dinners with my family, quiet evenings by the fire, sipping cider, reflecting. I like shopping before the big rush hits too, and even some after it hits. I can't leave out decorations, cooking, getting and receiving gifts. Honestly, I enjoyed the holidays.
But why do I sometimes feel like a roll of transparent tape? Do you know what transparent tape feels like, over the holidays, that is? It's stretched and torn, then broken off in pieces until it's all gone. And no one misses that roll of tape when it's gone. Another one is opened and life goes on.
Does anyone know what I'm talking about? Am I going crazy or is life getting harder lately?
Okay, I gained six pounds over the holidays. That's depressing. I wish that were the most depressing thing in my life, but it is not. There is a person out there in the world who is like a big bad wolf to me. I must deal with this person on a regular basis. He is from my past and I can't say his name or much about this, or maybe I would get sued since he likes that type of excitement. And this person's bad side popped up all over my holidays. Can you believe it? So menopause, big bad wolf, and some other life trials which I have mentioned previously, all add up to me wondering how I'm supposed to blog. I mean how much real life information do you people want to read?
And now I feel like two people in one - the hot one, the cold one. Is that maddening, or interesting? Oh, God. Maybe I shouldn't have posted.
Well, I'll go now. I have a headache and you may not even want to know that.
Best Wishes to you and Happy Everything You Celebrate. Please keep your chin up if you are menopausal or have the privileged joy of living with someone who is.
Above all, keep it real--very, very real. I hear this thing goes on a very long time, so we might as well embrace it.
Love,
Rhonda
