An experiment
So, middle age. It's as real a life stage as the terrible twos or the roaring twenties. Here wisdom has been multiplied for better and for worse. You've seen more than you ever wanted to, lived enough pain to know that everything is just not OK. But somehow through a hefty dose of humility, you're stronger, steadier. You wholeheartedly embrace tides of joy, knowing it ebbs and flows. Adversity no longer causes panic, but rather a deep breath and a digging in of the feet. I'm there, no longer the spring chicken I once was. While life is not the perfect fairy tale I had always envisioned, I wouldn't for one second go back. Well, maybe for one second. But only if I could pick which second. The wisdom part is a great thing. When I'm in my right mind, I can soak up the chaotic love inside our house. But the aging part ain't so great. My body has turned on me, y'all. I'll say up front that the weight I've put on is probably compounding t...