There were days last year when the weight of gravity felt too heavy to bear. I was entirely, deeply burned out. Some mornings the simple act of dragging my feet out of bed felt like climbing a mountain and had me shedding buckets of tears. I felt empty, depleted, lost and marooned on my own sad island of midlife. I wondered if the best chapters of my womanhood had already been written. Then came the day that changed my story and incidentally my life. I met a small man with a