I was 41 when I went to law school, and I thought that was my red convertible. Nope. Turns out that was only the beginning. A midlife crisis doesn’t have to be a bad thing, even if it’s not always pretty. It’s only natural at the midpoint to look back and to look forward. I think I’ve gone looking for the parts of me that I lost, forgot or left along the way, first by taking back my fears.