I woke up this morning, opened our regional newspaper and read the sad news of


the untimely deaths of 2 young women killed in a grizzly - and very unnecessary - car accident the night before. These young ladies were all of 17 and 18 years old.


I looked at the photos of the smiling girls, obviously taken during happier times, and as is natural, started to think of all they would never experience in Life.


My mind then flashed to the decades I’ve been blessed to know, and then the thought hit me: they lost themselves so very young, whereas I’ve been losing myself in bits and pieces throughout the years. I know so very many Midlife women - and men - who have done - and are doing - the very same.


Life has a way of stomping us flat; squishing the very marrow out of us.


Sometimes it does this all at once: the death of loved ones, divorce, crushing pov- erty/bankruptcy, disease; cuts so brutal they slice us to the very bone. Yet for others, life stomps incrementally: dashed dreams, missed goals, a string of


8 Kalon Women Magazine Jan/Mar 2014


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