Thinking about a word
Since I have successfully maneuvered the waters of menopause, I cannot rationally speak about it. Well, as rationally as possible for “women”. Sorry, I digressed to the 1950s again. It’s my mother’s fault. She believes the 1950s propaganda is real. She just can’t figure out why her family didn’t fit the mold.
Anyway, that word. M E N O P A U S E
Men O Pause
Men (you should) pause?
Pause – Don’t comment on the sweat dripping off my head.
Pause – Don’t comment on my severe mood swings.
Pause – Don’t comment on the fan that blows directly on me.
Pause – Don’t comment on my belly fat.
Pause – Don’t comment if I forget something.
Pause – Don’t comment if my hair looses some of it’s thickness.
If you follow these recommendations, I will not mention that your hair is rapidly diminishing on your head and appearing in other places; your belly is also growing; you forget things too; your moods are up and down as well; and guess what, you pee non stop!
So, we will both pause and love each other with all our changes to the end, because when I really see you, I see you as I want to. And it is just what I want to see.