Once upon a time there was a young, anxiety-ridden girl named Kim York who was hired by as an executive assistant.  At the same time, another young inquisitive gal named Mary Meehan was hired as a reporter.  Kim and Mary were the same age, but they were very different people.  Kim hailed from Pikeville and was married with older children, two sons and two step-daughters ages 12-21.  Mary, soon enough to be divorced came from Louisville via Orlando with one baby.

They met officially at a newspaper’s annual summer picnic --- back when there was such a thing. (Think about it: Newspaper. Annual. Picnic. It's pretty close to now being a mythical being.)  The picnic took place just two weeks after they were hired, and this is where Kim first saw Mary’s baby daughter, Bailey Grace.  Mary had Bailey perched on the edge of a picnic table, kissing her chubby cheeks.  Bailey was wearing a baseball cap, so Kim wasn’t sure if Bailey was a girl or a boy until Mary called Bailey “her daughter.”  (Although they both agree now, she was much too pretty to be a boy.) Got to love that face!

So while Mary and Kim bonded over their love for this sweet little princess, they became amazing friends.  Little did Kim or Mary know just how important this friendship would become.

They've been through high school and college graduations. Weddings. Divorces. Dress Sizes. Multiple questionable hairstyles and enough tears and hugs and laughs to fill 15 years.

As they both slide into their 50th year, Kim and Mary's lives have changed so much. Both are looking at an empty nest, caring for and losing aging parents, juggling careers, relationships and families and, the big one, the joys and challenges of menopause.

Mary & Bailey (Shortly before Mary and Kim met.)

Why is it "pause" exactly, are the ovaries going to suddenly jump start in the 70s?  Please, let's hope not.

So here is their blog: “Menopausal Moms of Kentucky” AKA “MMKY (Mary Meehan/Kim York,) Kim and Mary will talk about lessons they have learned over the years about marriage, divorce, teens and most importantly…life as women dealing with menopause. 

So, women of Kentucky…turn up the central air, grab some chocolate, and let’s talk.  

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Kim and her youngest son, Jordan (Many moons ago.)