It's July, we are halfway through my fiftieth year!HalfwayHow is it going? Well, other than a very slow rehab of my knee, Project 50 is going well. It's been a very cool project. I've gone out and done things because they are on my list. Instead of just staying home and surfing the internet, I've gone to museums, orienteering. Having an activity on The List is making me tick it off! I will be white water rafting at the end of the month!...more
I know it's here when I can't seem to pry my eyelids open to greet the day. My body has become one with the softness of the sheets and I want to swim like a bed mermaid all day. I look over at Tootsie (the Terrier), I can see it in her eyes - she wants to play the part of the dolphin. I nod in agreement.I never cared for any term to describe my "monthly visitor." Too many of the terms make it seem disgusting - Aunt Flow, on the rag, surf the crimson wave, ride the cotton pony. Hearing the correct term "menstruation" and my body starts to become limp....more
At an event earlier this year, I met two women who, as it turned out, were not only business partners but also life partners. They left their marriages and grown children in their 50s and have been together ever since. My curiosity piqued, I’m afraid I monopolized their time with my many questions. As someone who writes about midlife reinventions on my site, Next Act for Women, I am always on the lookout for women who have made major life changes, whether personal or professional, later in life. This certainly qualified. ...more
I recently sat on a conference call for the planning of my 20th high school year reunion. When you are pushing 40, it appears someone inevitably has a conference line and access code handy so this is how you do things. (I was kind of hoping we could all connect through three-way calling, but oh well.)...more
I recently shared with a friend that I felt irrelevant.
What led to that conclusion was a year of tremendous upheaval. I left my university teaching job, sold my home, moved away from my community and friends, and sent my twins to college 14 hours away. All of the roles I had assumed for years -- mother, teacher, colleague, friend -- seemed to fall away, leaving... what?