A dense fog settled over me for several years. Like the fog slowing urban streets where we lived during part of that time.
Nearing 50, I joked about brain overload. How pieces of my mind were escaping. Slipping away.
But this was disorienting.
The thick fog outside our urban apartment hid the sun. Birds stopped singing.
I struggled to sing too. During the season I was menopaused.
Nothing felt right
Ever creative and creating–that was me.
Suddenly the story-writing stopped. Free verse didn’t flow.
Planning for retreats or worship was difficult. I labored. But nothing felt right.
I couldn’t remember names and places.
I asked my doctor if this was normal. Talked with other women. No one seemed to have much to say.
I don’t remember
I met a woman in her 60s. A creative. And asked what her menopause experience was like.
Did she have trouble thinking?
When did the creativity come back?
She thought for a moment. Then laughed and said, “You know, I don’t remember.”
Precisely.
I don’t remember.
Accepting
Her statement somehow gave me hope. Helped me not to take it so seriously.
Around that same time, I read an article about accepting your life season. The one you’re currently experiencing.
And trusting that God is not surprised by this.
His purpose will still be fulfilled in and through His earthen vessel, no matter what.
Clarity
I’m not gonna lie. Menopause felt like forever.
But the fog did lift. Clarity of thought returned. Memory? Not so much.
But laughter about it did.
Menopaused
Perhaps you’ve been there or know someone who has. Maybe you’re in the throes of it now.
One of these days I’ll share some bits and pieces from that season. Scraps of thought that found their way into my journal.
During the years I was menopaused.
“But this I call to mind,
and therefore I have hope:
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.”
Lamentations 3:21-23 ESV
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12 replies on “menopaused”
Maybe we should have lunch! 😉
😊 yes!
Dear Susan,
Thanks for sharing. I would like for you to know that our journey in growing old is with some of the different kind of experiences without any real guide as to how, what or when we are to expect that final call. You loose capabilities and change ministries several times due to physical limitations an then things like COVID come along and bring what you have to a sudden halt. You become totally dependent on assistance from others. Those you love work double long hard hours to help you be comfortable and you struggle to keep meaning and purpose in your remaining. Finally a light is revealed that there are those that can be encouraged to get involved in supporting others by your contact and they return for more time. Then a new seminary graduate you’ve supported comes to visit after you receive word that he would not have been able to go to seminary w\o our help. He comes to visit and tells us they are to be appointed by the IMB in January for assignment in Asia. He spends four hours one Sunday afternoon saying thanks, gathering some pictures and just loving on us. God is so good through the Mystery Of The Journey, (Jesus). We’ve been encouraged again to write our stories down and that hasn’t been my thing, but if that is my next task so be it. To God be the glory.
Bobby L. Jones
Bobby,
I appreciate your transparency and your faithfulness throughout the years. This blogpost was a good reminder that in all the seasons of our lives, our Lord Jesus is faithful and we have eternal purpose in him.
Susan,
Thank you too!
So thankful for you and Jo. Thanks for pressing on in the midst of such difficult days. I’m grateful to the Lord for how He encouraged your heart through this seminary graduate who’s headed to the field! 🙌🏼 God is so good.
Thanks for being “real”. I still struggle with hot flashes and memory fog. i don’t know if it’s here to stay are just passing through, but i’ve settled myself in this season!
HE is faithful and will get me through! When I look around and see many others with greater issues than mine, I realize all life is no permanent at all. One day…. our lives will be fixed!
Amen, sister. Looking forward to that Day!
I will never forget the doctor appointment when she said – “Do you forget things? Become distracted and irritated easily? Have trouble sleeping and hot flashes?” I asked her if she had been spying on me and she pointed out my blood test results! No hormones!
I’m so grateful for a Christian doctor who was about my age and spoke honestly with me to work through these changes. It’s still happening!
Love! I understand!
What a blessing to have a doctor who was in tune with what was going on…and a sister😊
Hi Susan,
Somehow I missed this blog post but found it tonight at 1:00 am while unable to sleep. Menopause indeed! It is most definitely the hardest season for me with bodily changes, a prodigal teen and losing parents. I don’t know how one could ever prepare for a time like this. But, I’m trading busy for time with God and there is much joy in that. And, I’m thankful that the great commission work can be performed with the body and mind that I still have left…even on the days when I feel helpless, I can still pray.
Oh Kristie. Such hard days…and nights. Praying for you, sister. HE is able.