The other day I was meeting a new friend for tea and conversation. We were in that funky stage of a relationship where you want to share enough stories to be interesting, but not so many that one of you exits. Quickly.
Vicki was sharing a juicy memory when she suddenly stopped. Her eyes roamed the walls and ceilings. Then she looked at me blankly. “What were we talking about?” I had to laugh because at this age it seems many of my women friends sprinkle conversations with, “Stop me if I’ve told you this before…” or, “I just lost my thread of thought…”
After a moment Vicki smiled and said, “That’s the thing about menopause. You lose the nouns and keep the verbs.” Huh. I laughed and responded with, “…,” um, I can’t remember.