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As a young girl, you have no idea what awaits you. Not so much about the course of your life, but especially about what hormones can do to you. Those hormonal fluctuations are different for everyone—and thankfully so. I’m now 58 years old and I recently feel like I’ve left the toughest times behind me. … Continue reading Ladies, it really does only get better!
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She squeezed his arm again. Her pipa. It had been so long since she last saw him. And how glad she was to be walking here with him by her side. Him, chatting about the flight and asking questions about the course of her life. She glanced up at him and saw the gray hairs … Continue reading Prologue…
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The other day I was sitting at a party with a glass of wine in my hand, when I was once again asked the inevitable question: “Do you have a boyfriend?” “No,” I replied airily. He raised his eyebrows as if I had just revealed that I was the Pope. “Oh… so you’re a lesbian?” … Continue reading Yep! No partner, must be lesbian
Sometimes life seems pretty pointless when you look at the news. It is not surprising, because real leadership is about looking ahead, and that is exactly what we miss everywhere – not only in politics, but also outside. Take aging, for example: we knew thirty years ago that it was coming. Yet it hardly seems to have been … Continue reading Carry on…
When I was a young girl still, I imagined myself buying my first Jaguar at age 50. That seemed to me then to be the ultimate car. No Porsche or Ferrari for me – although I must honestly admit that I once tore down Old Schiphol Road in a Porsche – and spectacular, yes, but not particularly … Continue reading Driving to stand still
I think I can speak for the rest of the women of this world population when I say that we are all fully aware of the disappointment that Trump seems to have won the battle again. The weight of this moment compels me to offer you some words of comfort, as well as the rest … Continue reading Open letter to Kamala Harris, almost soon-to-be-president of the United States
You know, every now and then I can get over that overwhelming silence. I then have to hear some music, if necessary sing along to the noise that determines everything for me. At such a moment I want to dance, swing, and sing along to sounds that move me to the depth of my soul. … Continue reading Do they know?
Sometimes I have enough of my own perception of everything. So much so that I am willing to spend an evening being bored to death. Just to stare into space. Just ‘ins Blaue hinein’. I can’t tell you exactly how that process goes, but I can tell you that it took me 56 years of … Continue reading My rich worlds of experience
When I finally passed 50, I still felt myself young at heart. I have a thriving social life and am the undisputed champion of weekly potty dating. But menopause proved to be my biggest challenger. One day, during an intense date with my boyfriend, I felt an unprecedented excitement. Not because of an exciting fling, … Continue reading How I lost control
Can remember I used to always think I was a maverick. One of those who had it figured out. As a maverick, in my choice of clothes, in my need to stay single, without wanting children, because imagine if my children inherited those same genes! And did everyone really have to participate in that house-hugging, … Continue reading Outsider, me
