The Awakening

Several months ago, I turned 50, half a century old. But here's the thing: I'm not having a midlife crisis. I'm having a midlife awakening.

Friends

I've realized something important: up to this moment, I've played it pretty safe. My life has been quiet, comfortable, and orderly. I've mostly followed the rules, made sensible choices, fulfilled duties, and achieved conventional success. Don’t get me wrong, it's been a beautiful journey. I've created life (my daughter, truly my greatest gift), built a career, and lived comfortably.

But beneath this sensible exterior, there's a wild spirit that's been waiting patiently. She's restless. She's ready. And today, at 50, she's demanding her turn.

I don't want to age gracefully. I want to age boldly. Fiercely. Passionately. This soul craves adventure, love, authenticity, and visibility. I yearn to show my daughter and the world that aging is a privilege, and that our spirit remains forever young if we allow it to.

Turning 50 isn’t about fearing the passage of time; it's like being a teenager all over again, standing at the threshold of a thrilling new chapter filled with possibilities. This awakening isn’t a crisis. It's freedom.

Here’s to being fearlessly, unapologetically myself. Here’s to the adventures waiting ahead.

xoxo,

Viv