Menopause: My Rebirth

I had a great day yesterday. It wasn’t just that the weather was lovely, it was also that I felt good. There was even a spring in my step when I took my walk. This is new for me. During all those years of premenopausal depression when I seemed to be trudging through a dark tunnel, I don’t think I ever once told myself I had a great day.

Menopause has been good to me and good for me. Of course, I’d been working toward this end for a long time: exercising, eating properly, and taking handfuls of supplements, but the blessings of menopause still surprise me. I feel new and reborn, with more energy than I’ve had since . . . never.

This energy feels odd, almost like hope, and for one who has been a stranger to hope for a long time, it is certainly appreciated. I believe that in many ways my life is just beginning. Even if I don’t achieve the financial rewards I would like with my writing or with my resurrected jewelry business, I am achieving joy. I never realized that one of the joys of life is actually feeling joy.

As soon as I publish this, I’m going out for a walk. I keep stressing this, because I know much of my easy menopause has been due to my walking. It is a great hormone equalizer, and has the added benefits of burning fat and reducing stress. As Dickens said, “The sum of the whole is this: walk and be happy; walk and be healthy.”

So, I wish for you a good walk.