Menopause isn't hell...at least that is what I have heard from a few women...a few very fortunate women. But in my own personal experience...If menopause isn't hell - it runs parallel to it and shares the same borders.

Warning - If you are prone to experience discomfort from TMI; do not read further. If you know me so well, that having an intimate conversation about this topic will cause you to be uncomfortable; then do not read further. If everytime you see me, you are afraid you will have unpleasant images of me conjur up in your brain; then do not read further. This is meant to help women hear a real interpretation of what menopause could be like. It is meant to help men gain perspective of what is going on and where in the world did their wives go? If you don't need this, then please don't read it. It is deeply personal to me and out of character for me to be so bold. But...it is about time someone was. Maybe I wouldn't have been so blindsided.

Do you ever blame your parents for your faults, even when you know that nearly 99.9% of them are your own? When it comes to the physical side of things, however; there are some hereditary components that are passed on to us through genetics. Factoring into this also, are the things we are exposed to before we were even born. Such is the legacy of my hair.

Without getting into all of that here, my hair has always had special needs. Add in menopause, and it really needs all of the care I can give it. When I was going through all of that, my hair went through some strange stages. It has always been rather dry, but for awhile, it even felt coated from all of the sebum produced. It was a really bizarre time. Now that things have settled down, there are some things in my hair care arsenal that I would like to share. ​