My Menopause Blog

Every Wednesday, Stuart from Homefields Organics delivers pre-ordered organic groceries to my home and I feel blessed. Besides the obvious…. no trips to the larger than life grocery store that requires a navigational map, transit from the vast parking lot to the entrance and so much shit, processed food that my liver goes limp just walking down the aisles, I also save money, eat better than ever before and get to remember the good old days. The days when milk was delivered in glass bottles.

Allow me to introduce my milk.

I love my milk. Especially because it is organic ….. meaning not loaded down with growth hormones and other nasty crap that my body burden can do without. But I also love my milk because it comes in a glass bottle. Here’s why.

Over the last dozen year’s, I’ve learned about something called leachate.

As the Wikipedia definition suggests, leachate is the process of one substance mixing in with another. An example would be toxins from landfill garbage leaching through soil and contaminating the surrounding areas…that kind of thing.

Well turns out that plastics also leach toxins into stuff. Stuff like food for instance. Or water even. Milk for example.

The amount of toxic actually leaching is probably pretty low when you compare it to say breathing in car exhaust and industrial waste pollution. Still, I’m just not into toxins these days so when given the option, I go for the wonderfully inert, recyclable glass as my food container of choice.

This mine set is a direct result of my menopause. I feel less cavalier about my body. My parts are older. If abused, I believe they’ll wear out that much faster.

But there’s another feature of my body that strikes me as miraculous. It simply does what it does as though it know what it’s doing. It’s like a loyal friend sending me messages…dry mouth… must be thirsty….urge to pee….bladder needs to be emptied.

For year’s I’ve ignored those messages or been pissed off that I needed to attend to my bodies requirements. But now, NOW I see a different picture. My bodies needs, when fulfilled, are good for the whole me. Unlike my bossy little mind, my body tells me the truth.

Maturing with menopause. Finally.

Sue Richards

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