Today is my 53rd birthday.
I woke up with immense gratitude for my life coupled with a Perimenopausal sense of FUCK IT.
Funny how middle age wisdom delivers a sense of prioritizing YOURSELF while you lose your hair and your filter.
I won’t lie: there are some hormonal changes that I don’t love (joint pain, brain fog, weight gain - shall I go on?) It’s like I grew and raised all these people, and what do I have to show for it? A pee pee diaper pad the size of a twin bed mattress. Talk about betrayal.
So I am like FUCK IT - I have decided to DANCE MY WAY THROUGH JUNE. It’s a challenge I have made for myself that feels:
➡️Super uncomfortable
➡️Vulnerable
➡️Liberating
If you would like to join me, please fasten your own diaper and shake your money maker. Mu Mu caftans optional but highly suggested.
💃You can find the Michelle’s Mid-Life Dance Challenge at My Village Well on FB and IG.
Raise your hand if you no longer care what other people think.
Ahhhh… there you are! I love you.
M
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