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Weeds In My Garden (Excerpt)

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     I stared at my garden on an early fall day, stunned by its overgrown weedy appearance.  My thoughts drifted to springtime, when I planted the cool, moist soil and watched with anticipation as new life emerged – tender green stems and pastel-colored buds.  In the bright and warm summer, the colors and smells of my garden became vibrant and provided a harvest for the senses.  Now, as the days cooled and the thrill of my new garden faded with the summer colors, it occured to me that I too was in the autumn of my life.  This change of season had brought its own weeds to my days and nights, such as hot flashes, night sweats, irritability, memory lapses and sleepless nights.     

                       

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Read the complete essay in the August 1, 2007 release of Chicken Soup for the Soul In Menopause!

Copyright 2007 Jan Morrill

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