Mid-life comes with it's challenges. Standing face-to-face with our own mortality leads some of us to panic. You know, the kind of panic that puts men in red convertibles, racing down the highways, comb-overs flapping in the breeze?
Sorry for putting that image into your minds, but I had to do it. It's my way of trying to scare you straight.
I know as well as anyone that mid-life can be a scary time, but please ladies, let's try to keep our dignity intact. Let's not fall prey to the scatter-brained, desperate attempts at clinging to our youth that our menfolk do.
The male mid-life crisis has long had an affair with sports cars, usually convertibles, often brightly colored. Cars that scream, "Look at me...while I've still got it." Women at midlife often suffer from the same fears of mortality, feelings of despair over goals not met, regrets for mountains not climbed but we have, at least until now, handled our crises with poise and grace. We re-evaluate and redesign our lives at best...at worst, we might go in for a little nip or tuck. Either way, we deal with our crises discreetly, (Read more...)