During our conversation while she was fixing her own lunch (on a diet with no gluten whatsoever, for health reasons), she looked at me intently and said, "This is one thing about menopause that I am embracing." I had no idea what she was talking about, so I asked. Her reply was something to this effect: "Forgetting. Because of some hormone lacking in my body because of this change of life, I forget things. You know that mantle of responsibility that I have loathed for my entire life? Now, it's not my fault if I forget, and things don't work out. It's something that just happens that's beyond my control. I just say, 'It couldn't be helped.' "
