Finally, I began to write about becoming an older woman and the trepidation it stirred. The small, telling … - Sue Monk Kidd

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I hated missing the end of anything. I was always convinced that the bit I'd miss would be the best part.

Sue Monk Kidd

Finally, I began to write about becoming an older woman and the trepidation it stirred. The small, telling "betrayals" of my body. The stalled, eerie stillness in my writing, accompanied by an ache for some unlived destiny. I wrote about the raw, unsettled feelings coursing through me, the need to divest and relocate, the urge to radically simplify and distill life into a new, unknown meaning.

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