Hello! Thank you for spending this second Sunday of the Life Season Letters menopause series with me. I truly appreciate you welcoming me back into your inbox today and letting me spend a little more of this ride with you. If your trip through menopause has been anything like mine, it's been less of a gentle stroll and more of a full day at the amusement park, complete with a roller coaster you don't remember buying a ticket for. I'm glad for the company, and I'm looking forward to riding the ups and downs right alongside you. This week’s letter started at 2:00 in the morning, which is where a surprising amount of my thinking gets done these days. It isn’t about hot flashes or sleep or any of the things we’re usually warned about. It’s about something else that tends to turn up during these years, and it rarely picks a convenient moment to do it. I’ll also tell you about the afternoon I cried over an instrument I have never once wanted to play. Charles handled it about as well as any man could have, which is to say he went outside. Pour yourself something cold and settle in whenever you have a little time to yourself. Warmly, Kelly Life Season Letters