Tomorrow never comes

At around the midpoint of my 40s I felt myself standing at the proverbial fork in the road contemplating my path forward.

These were the questions I asked myself:

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Far away

The title is a hint.

I’m in a horrible mood. 😑😀😡

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Emerging from mid-life invisibility

Years ago something apparently insignificant happened to me. Since I’ve been thinking about it on and off for years, perhaps it wasn’t so insignificant after all.

I have some thoughts.

I am, after all, a writer and this is a blog and I like to hurl words about my thoughts out into the internet. πŸ™‚

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7.1 Vacation side note: what is wrong with me?

We interrupt regular reporting of vacation memories because of a major anxiety attack.Β  Mine.

😢😳😳😬😐😲

Did you know I had anxiety issues? If you read here regularly you probably made that assumption, I would guess. I may have mentioned it once or twice. πŸ™„

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Hormonal plunge in middle age

For several days during every month I feel more irritable, more pissed off, more inclined to run away and never come back than the rest of the month.

It’s hormones. In midlife, hormones play a huge role in emotion control. Or lack of control. This is true for most women I think, but I wouldn’t be surprised if men, too, had periods of less patience and more irritability. (Feel free to chime in, men…)

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Reading and Reflecting: 11th edition

It’s been a while since I’ve found noteworthy material to post here on a Saturday. Well, I’m back with two really good ones, this time. And I added some link-love. ❀

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Writing without conforming (and a poll)

One thing I know about myself is that my personality, my character, even my physical appearance, doesn’t fit into a conventional mold.

I’m a very different entity in terms of societal expectations of how someone like me is supposed to be. I don’t fit the pattern of most middle-aged, teenage-parenting women of today, and frankly, I’m just fine with that.

It wasn’t always like that. I am like this now, or at least I’m learning how to be like this more, nowadays.

I have learned not to give a crap about most things over the years. Also, I’m parenting teens and this alone has reduced my patience for other people’s drama or unsolicited opinions dramatically. πŸ™ƒ

I came to these realizations early this morning while reading a blog post from a romance author.

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