Me? I’m nobody. Who are you?

Just a couple of things

 

I started this because it appears that there is a glaring lack of sympathy/support/or soul sustenance for older women

I don’t have an agenda other than being fed up with the notion that I peaked at 25

If the price to pay for going back to the supposed beauty of 20 is losing all of the knowledge/joy/power/self control/wisdom/connection I’ve gained………I think Queen Bey said it best,  “HELL NAW”!

I don’t consider myself to be the Pied Piper of feminism.  I don’t consider myself to be the voice of anyone other than myself.  If this reaches you as you’re sitting on your toilet reading this on your Ipad and scream, “Rock on sister” (we all do it – CHILL) then you….dearie…are part of my tribe.

So if you would be so kind, I’m a little  nervous.  A little rusty.  A little crazy.  A little….hopeful

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