Sisters, I missed y’all a couple of weeks ago when I shoulda been writing a newsletter. But I needed to take the last month to get used to being a queen.
You see, many months ago I realized the phrase I heard most from women over 45 — whether whispered or hollered or whined, or making itself heard loud and clear through resentment, exhaustion, or depression — was...drum roll, please...
What about me?
Sound familiar? How many times have you asked that question?
