I just turned 52.
Turning 50 didn’t bother me; I insisted it wasn’t a milestone. On reflection, perhaps it was. It’s a pivotal time in my life, where I am finally the person I was meant to be.
I’ve discovered that, as a woman of a certain age, I don’t take any guff. I’m sassy. I stand up for myself. I’m assertive, not aggressive. I’m confident, bold, decisive. And, it only took 52 years.
May you each make your own personal discoveries sooner rather than later.