Which sounds better: a mid-life crisis or a mid-life blooming?
I vote for blooming.
I’m not totally thrilled about being in mid-life to begin with. I’m too damn young to have knee pain and this much grey hair (even though my stylist calls it “platinum”). I’m really not okay with being in a whole new age category when I take surveys, and don’t even get me started on receiving mail from AARP.
So, with all that stuff to contend with already, I’m so not interested in having a crisis, too. I’m grateful I don’t have to.
Don’t get me wrong: There are a lot of things happening that I need to deal with. I’m concerned that the facial tic I get when the snow starts flying will become permanent if I spend too much longer in a state where winter lasts five months. My husband, who is a gifted caregiver, is striking out in a new direction in his business. And my two Golden retrievers shed so much that, if I use any face cream at night, I end up looking like a Wookie in the morning with dog hair clinging to my face.
The good news is that I’m having such a good time despite a few challenges. I have an enormous amount of fun partnering with my clients to create powerful action plans that get them results. I have a new office space that’s a delight to work in. I have three MasterMind colleagues who are an amazing source of insight, inspiration, and tough love. My platinum hair is cunningly concealed by two (or three…maybe four) colors, one of which, I’m sure, actually does resemble my natural hair color. I’m feeling more creative and more powerful than I ever have before.
So Woohoo! to those of us who choose blooming over crisis. I hope you enjoy your fabulous mid-life as much as I’m enjoying mine. Please let me know if I can help in any way—I make a terrific cheerleader.This entry was posted in personal power and tagged choice, crisis, opportunity. Bookmark the permalink.