I’ve felt like crying a lot lately ... more than usual. I felt like crying when I arrived at my usual exercise class. I had unrealistic expectations of myself during class and compared myself to the other women in class. I thought I had put self-comparison behind me. The same day, I cried in the middle of Sprouts Farmers Market. What is going on with me?
Just when I think I “have menopause down” (lol) I am reminded it’s unrealistic to expect I will ever have aging mastered. When things finally become static, I will be dead. Whether it’s unscheduled mystery crying or random ridiculous self-comparison with 20-year-old women, may I embrace each unexpected perspective change with grace.
I love the gentle reminder, “There is a God, and I’m not it.”
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