No great deed, private or public, has ever been undertaken in a bliss of certainty. – Leon Wieseltier
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Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five interconnected sites.
Retired Disney Institute Keynote Speaker and Prolific Blogger. Five daily, differently-themed personal blogs (about life's 5 big choices) on five interconnected sites.
No great deed, private or public, has ever been undertaken in a bliss of certainty. – Leon Wieseltier
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It’s very simple, Baby Boomers get two incredibly difficult, very scary, choices:
In the first, we renew our zest for life and the unknown. In the second, we dread the future decline and the unknown.
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Each day we Boomers postpone our (more) positive life direction – our midlife change so to speak – is another day the chain of indecision becomes more like the chain of quitting life.
To not follow our heart at midlife is like receiving a gift, but never unwrapping it.
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So much of Mid Life Celebration’s struggles, hopes, dreams, challenges, failures and victories are similar to yours. jeff noel never intended to have such an abundant number of blog posts, but, if you were to surf the archives or categories, you might find the earlier posts insightful because where jeff noel is today, is not where he was three years ago. Are you still in the same place you were three years ago?
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Sometimes all you can do is just stay in your lane, watch your speed and go through the tunnel to what lies on the other side. After speaking to my same age female friends, I am realizing that midlife for women can be just like leaving Manhattan en route to New Jersey. We’re entering The Holland Tunnel and there’s no turning back.
My friends and I used to have boundless energy. We would stay out until the city closed down, then go out for breakfast, and then sleep until well into the next day. Now we stay up all night, too. Only difference is we are home in our well-worn PJs, listening to our men snore the night away while we suffer yet another bout of hormone induced insomnia. Sleep deprivation does strange things to people. I wouldn’t say we are having mood swings, but just because I wouldn’t say it doesn’t mean there isn’t evidence to the contrary. One of my friends told of how she sobbed her heart out watching a documentary about salmon. Oh, how those fish struggle to spawn. Knowing just how she felt, I shared with her how I cried my eyes out because Dust finally found true love when the Swiffer Duster came by and swept her up into its fluffy, flexible fibers. I have also cried over Sandals Resorts commercials, SPCA ads featuring unwanted and abused animals and most recently commercial where, right before her father’s eyes, a little girl suddenly morphs into a teenager while sitting behind the wheel of a car.
Sometimes my husband looks at me with a mixture of amusement, worry and pure, raw fear. (Google Dr Oz: 4 signs of perimenopausal rage). Bless his heart, some nights he gets a four course gourmet meal and the next night he has to sort through the pile of take out menus that are thrown in his general direction. Easy for him to judge; he sleeps through the night and he doesn’t sweat profusely in the middle of a blizzard. My advice for him is to just stay in his own damned lane, not even think about hitting the horn, and keep looking straight ahead until he sees sunlight on the other side of the tunnel.