Most mornings I aspire to be organized, in charge, put together and ready to take on the world but usually end up frazzled, flustered and in need of a long nap by the evening. I thought things were supposed to get easier and fall in place as we got older. You know the whole ‘aging gracefully’ bit. It seems as though I missed that boat entirely. Please if you see her, the boat that is, tell her to do an about-turn and come pick me up. As both a writer and mother, I am sharing my stories with you to create a safe space for Caribbean women and mothers transitioning into menopause.
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