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(Not) Stuck in the Middle
Midlife is not a crisis; it’s just more of your adventure.
Being in the middle of my life can feel a bit overwhelming. I’m not always sure how I got here, and I’m not always sure I like where here is. Mid-life, the middle of my story has me asking, what comes next?
These are the thoughts that drift in and out of my mind throughout my days lately. At times I can forget I’m 52 years old (I feel like I’m still that 33-year-old woman in Boston), and I consider whether something might be a good idea or something I want to learn to do. But then, my reality hits me and I can’t help but think it’s a little too late to consider any kind of change, big or small, at this point, at this point in the middle of my days as a sojourner through this world.
Here in the middle of my story.
It’s only natural to become a bit reflective with age. You wonder if you could have done things differently. You wish you’d taken greater risks with your gifts and talents and followed the desires of your heart more often. Each day, you convince yourself there’s still time to make the difference you want to make. You remind yourself your past doesn’t foretell your today or your tomorrow.
Here in the middle of my story.
I take comfort in knowing my story is not finished. I take even greater comfort in…
