“There is no way to be whole without first embracing our brokenness. Wounds transform us, if we let them.” ~Sue Monk Kidd
Menopause flagged up everything unresolved, unmet, and unchallenged and asked me to meet it with grace.
I’m not saying it was an overnight thing—more like a ten-year process of discovery, rollercoaster style. One of those “strap yourself in, no brakes, no seatbelt, possibly no survival” rides.
If I’m honest, the process is still unfolding, but with less“aaaaggggghhhhh”and more“oh.”
“There is no way to be whole without first embracing our brokenness. Wounds transform us, if we let them.” ~Sue Monk Kidd
Menopause flagged up everything unresolved, unmet, and unchallenged and asked me to meet it with grace.
I’m not saying it was an overnight thing—more like a ten-year process of discovery, rollercoaster style. One of those “strap yourself in, no brakes, no seatbelt, possibly no survival” rides.
If I’m honest, the process is still unfolding, but with less“aaaaggggghhhhh”and more“oh.”
