This is one of two blogs I'm starting. Both have the same title, but different purposes. Mini Pauses are glimpses into the soul of a woman flying blind into the second half of life. That's me. :) Most blog sites allow for comments, but not the development of relationships as this one does. I like that. Mid life is a lonely time - with self evaluation - reflection - introspection - and desertion by friends and family members as family dynamics change and new priorities develop. It is an intense, frightening, fascinating time. I'm only beginning to realize it's mid life, not depression or some other illness or imbalance or deficiency. It's not the result of a bad husband - although I tried to make it that. It's not the result of an emptying nest - although I tried to make it that. It's not he result of backstabbling friends or family betrayal or serious illness or chronic anxiety or major trust issues or radical changes in lifestyle - although I tried to make it all of those. I thought each of those may have led me to this awful place I find myself - but I've come to realize in just the past couple of weeks that instead it's mid life that has led me to each of these awful places I've been along the way. I erroneously thought each of these symptoms was the root cause and mid life was the symptom, but the truth is that each of these things has been a symptom of mid life. Mid life. Mid life crisis. The time of life when men go buy sports cars and get young blonde girlfriends. What do women do? Lay in bed all day munching on sweet and salty junk food, watching tv while trying to figure out why life isn't what it was always supposed to be. The more I try to figure out how to get my life back, the further it slips away. I keep coming to the same conclusion - and I have no idea how it will help - but somehow I know it's the first step in the answer. I need to start writing again. I need to journal. I need to blog. I need to verbalize these thoughts and feelings. So, here I am. It may not make sense to anyone but me. Who am I kidding...it may not even make sense to me! But I feel better taking a step. I know the 2nd half of my life can be everything the 1st half wasn't - if I can just lift myself out of this rut and start moving in the right direction - and keep going.



