I was all about tackling lady problems. Until it came to menopause. I figured by the time it came around I’d be so old I wouldn’t care about being a dried up old hag. Until I turned 38 and found myself, in a word, menopausal.
This process can break a spirit that was once strong enough to pull herself and children out of the depths of the blackest place of control and launch them all into the bright sunlight of hope and freedom.