Well, the time has come. I am nearly 52 and have been advised to stop the pill and move into the Crone faze of life. Let nature take its course. Let the body reset naturally without any of the "fake" hormones I've been living with for over 30 years. OMG!!!
No idea where I sit in this journey, but I guess I am going to find out.
This will be a journey of highs, lows, emotional rollercoasters, and laughs throughout the many tears.
I have called my Crone Morgana. Why not give her a name? If you follow me at all, you already know I like to name things eg. Sir Cursalot, the name I have given my computer cursor, as he sits there waiting to be used, waiting for me to give him inspiration on the page.
So join Morgana and I, or are we really one and the same, on what could be a bloody interesting tale of one of the many curses of being a woman. It will be real, revealing, and maybe, just maybe, helpful to anyone out there who is experiencing the same thing.
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