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.

Team sports are on my list of fears, along with heights, squirrels, and bears, which is sensible if you ask me, but that story will have to wait for another day. Continue reading →