Dear perimenoposse: BRB, promise

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Dear treasured member of the peri/menoposse.

Whether you are a person going through it, a CEO, a doctor, a yoga teacher or all the people in between.

I see you. I appreciate you. (I am noticing people saying this on social media lately. I like it)

I’ve just recovered from a very rough flu that hit like a whirlwind on the 23rd and flew out the 26th, marking the end of the job of done for five years and parking me on the sofa I so steadfastly avoid.

I was forced to rest.

My friend and cleaner from the Philippines brought me flowers on Christmas Eve; she gets them from her friend who works in a flower shop. I almost cried because the gesture was just so nice. She’s recovered from breast cancer, and a range of terrible post-treatment symptoms. And recently she got scammed for a bunch of money with a bunch of her friends, and it’s not been nice. And she took a taxi to my house on Christmas Eve to bring me those flowers, not even knowing I was sick, and my god, I…