Liminality,

please don’t ask me how to pronounce it

Help, I’m stuck in this word and can’t get out!

Me standing on the frozen shore of Lake Michigan

As I “stand” (versus finding me in the fetal position until this is all over), how do I embrace identity, time, community, and the “new way”? I do feel ambiguity and disorientation. I thought it was just menopause. I thought it was the 25-year itch . . . I had no idea I was caught in liminality.