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I was in my doctor’s office waiting room last week and picked up O Magazine to flip through. The issue was all about happiness and Oprah talked about the places where she feels happy: in the yard playing with her dogs, with the girls from her school, traveling with best friends. I started thinking about what pictures in my mind make me feel happy. I surprised myself when the first thing that came to mind was an old memory: I thought of my marital home, in the summer, on a Friday morning. I could hear the sprinklers on the golf course behind us and I could see that the green grass that rolls on forever on the course. The pool in the backyard was shiny in the sun and I had beautiful planters around the pool with lots of purple flowers and greenery. I always liked Friday morning because I was looking forward to the weekend. Maybe the kids were coming home, maybe not. Most likely my husband would be playing golf on Friday afternoon and we would have plans to meet up afterward. That was my happy place, full of anticipation for the weekend and hanging out at the pool with family and friends. That was everything to me.
Oh no! The first thing that came to mind was a picture of a family that no longer exists? A picture of a family that never was? That is not allowed! So I set my mind to thinking about where and what makes me happiest where I am now and guess what, my happiness is still focused on my family. What is surprising to me, however, is that I have not replaced the old mental picture with a new one. All my happy places in my brain are still stuck in a life that I no longer live and honestly, that never was, and that just makes me mad at myself! I thought I was killing this single thing and to think that the only memories that come to mind when I want to think of happy scenes in my life are ones in which I am married. That ends today!
So I have to make a conscious change at once! It can be very easy to look at the past and see it in rose-colored glasses. But it wasn’t rosy. That’s why it isn’t my current life. Now that I know that my subconscious mind romanticizes my married life, I am going to smash those thoughts right out. I’m not sure how, but it will happen. I have to replace those memories but I am not sure I have any replacements right now as go-to happy place memories. So I have to look to the future.
Replacing those memories are new thoughts of what my life will look like in the next year or two or three. So many great opportunities are coming my way and I think making room for them by clearing out the dead weight of my marriage memories is a great way to start. The happiness on the horizon now that I am out of a bad marriage is limitless.
What is the moral of this story? It might be time to clear out some old, romanticized memories to make room for new, exciting ones that are coming your way, or already have. You still have plenty of time to create what one day will be your happy places. If you are romanticizing your former life, stop it! Look at where you are going and imagine how happy you will be. So happy that what lies ahead makes your former life look like chopped liver. You may not be able to see it clearly right now but just getting started on creating a new vision for your life will take over your thinking and help you make new memories.
Thank you, Oprah! You’ve done it again.
Read MoreThree years ago I ran away from home: I moved out of the home that I shared with my husband before he returned from work at 6 p.m. I moved into a one-room industrial loft, the one in the photo here, that I absolutely loved. The apartment felt small and safe. It was the one little place where I could hide from the world while my marriage was crumbling.
Last Saturday I took a giant step in building a happy life for myself again: I moved again. I now own my own condo (well, of course, the bank owns my condo!). I have lots of space and a wonderful view, two stories and the biggest closet I have ever owned (I will post some pictures when the boxes are unpacked)! And, while it is filled to the brim with boxes right now, it represents a new beginning for me; a new, happy chapter filled with hope and success and family and friends. “All that, just from changing your address,” you might ask. Yes! Yes! Yes! When I moved to my loft, I felt that it was important for it to look like home for my adult children. I wanted them to know that no matter where I lived, it would be their home. It might have been just one room, but it was their home. And that’s what it was, their home.
Now, while this is still their home, it is my home, it is me. My new place is not a miniature replica of my married life: it is a home for a single woman over 60 who has a full, exciting life. It is a place where I can entertain, where my children can sleep in separate rooms when they visit (rather than all in one room) and it is a place where I can really start my life over. There is nothing about it that screams, “I am a sad, sad woman who is having to pick up the pieces of her failed marriage and trudge through life.” Instead, I feel like it says, “Paula has overcome a mountain of obstacles and look at her now!”
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Read MoreWomen are the great re-inventors, it’s true. If there is one quality that sets women apart from men and is one of the keys to remaining happy over a lifetime, it is the ability to re-invent oneself. Certainly, I can name famous women, most of them having one name like Cher, Madonna, Gaga, who have all had several incarnations. Look at Joan Rivers, who started out in stand-up, ended up on a fashion television show and in between ran a jewelry empire. Or how about Martha Stewart who built an empire, was sentenced to prison time then emerged strong after serving that time. The point is that women seem to have the ability to pick themselves up after defeat, assess the damage and then pivot and start over in a new direction.
I have a theory that women are so good at re-invention because their lives biologically are set up that way. Through youth, then motherhood or the reproductive years, followed by menopause, it is biology at its most basic level. We go through so many changes internally that making necessary changes to our lives is already in our DNA.
Think about how many versions of you there have been. Speaking for myself, I was a single woman, then a wife, then a mother, then a single woman again and soon will be a grandmother: all very different stages in life with different expectations. While men’s roles are very clearly defined over the course of their lives, women change roles almost daily. So, is it any wonder that women seem to be more able to handle, and better prepared to deal with, life when it throws them curve balls? Is it a surprise that women seem to thrive on change while men simply do not? No, it is not.
Looking back over my adult life, I was a single woman working in advertising when I met my future husband and no sooner did the minister say, “I now pronounce you husband and wife,” I was pregnant. I was having a difficult time finding childcare and wasn’t madly in love with my job, so I stayed at home with that baby and the one who followed. Now I was an at-home mother working as hard at being good in that role as I had at selling advertising time. When I look back at that young woman I wonder what made her feel like she had to be great at everything? It might be that my husband didn’t value my expertise at home as much as he valued my expertise earning a paycheck, but, that is how it was. I went back to work a couple of years later and was now a mother of two baby boys and a daughter on the way, working fulltime outside the home and full time inside the home. Not uncommon. Not complaining, just the truth. When my daughter came along I hung up my working outside the home shoes more permanently and dived into the world of at-home motherhood. Lots of trials along the way and a not so happy marriage lead me to where I am today (there is a lot of stuff in-between but this isn’t a book. Kids grew up and moved on, my marriage finally crumbled, etc.).
Here I am and now I get to start over: I have the chance to wipe the slate clean and really be purposeful with the direction I take. It is already happening in small doses: I live downtown in a one-room loft while my husband insisted on keeping the big house on a country club golf course (this appears to be a win for each of us, illustrating our differences). I love it!
So, back to Madonna and Cher: neither one of them was an actress until their respective singing careers lead them down that path, and the same can be said for Lady Gaga. And, how many hats did Joan Rivers wear over the course of her life? How many hats have you worn? Here is an exercise for you: write down the roles you have played over the course of your life. How many careers, responsibilities and supervisory positions have you been involved in along the way? Can you start over at sixty or beyond? Absolutely, without question. And, you can excel through those changes: you can make your life better.
Not all change is positive and not all change is fun, but change is inevitable, and if you don’t learn to roll with it you will not be able to age happily, that’s just the truth. We must adapt if we want to be happy in our sixties, seventies and beyond. Re-invent, re-prioritize and re-locate if you want to, and learn how much you still have to give to this world. And never stop moving forward.
Read MoreWhen I left home about three years ago it was important to me that my little one-room loft apartment feel like home to my adult children. I knew that while their father still lived in our marital home it would not have the same homey feel: I took that with me. Fast forward three years and I am now ready to move on to a real condo with actual bedrooms! Yippee! And since the condo is much bigger than my current postage stamp of an apartment, I do get to buy a couple of new pieces of furniture. One piece will be a crib for my crib: my son and daughter-in-law are having a baby boy in October so the timing of my move couldn’t be more perfect. I will have plenty of room for my new little lovey.
I am looking forward to changing up my style a little as well. Since I am the only one who will be living there, I can do whatever I want (one of the perks of living alone). I saw this pink sofa at the Women in Digital Headquarters outside Columbus and fell in love. So I tracked it down and I can’t wait to order it for my new fancy living room. I have never really had a space where the only person who mattered was me, and I am having a blast just thinking about coming home and sitting down on my girlie pink sofa. I might even get some maribou high heeled mules and drink champagne around the house because that is how I roll.
The pink sofa is from Ikea, so it is affordable for this girl on a budget. I ordered a rug to go with it so there is no turning back now. I couldn’t be more excited and I will keep you posted every step of the way.
Read MoreA colleague introduced me to a young woman who needed some help or advice for her vision of an organization dedicated to helping women 18-34 get a leg up, get themselves moving in a positive direction. I was happy to do it, and when we met for a cup of coffee I was reminded how much enthusiasm can come out of one person: like a puppy wagging its tail so hard it falls over (I mean that in the most positive way). She was excited, she had events planned, she wanted to do something good. Just do good for these young women. She is driven, and maybe just lacks some direction and organizational skills to get herself going. So we talked for a while and I asked if she has an elevator pitch: a sentence or two or three that would tell the story of her organization to someone she might meet in an elevator. When she said she had never heard of that before, I told her to start there. I know she will do it and I will feel like I was able to help another lady out.
For some of you, an elevator pitch is a well-known phrase, for others, you’ve never heard the term. It doesn’t matter. The point is that I knew something that she didn’t and I was able to give her that little nugget to get her focused. Easy, right? Yes, it was and is easy. That is what I want to share today: that all of us women of a certain age have tons to offer other women and this is the year to get all that knowledge out there.
I think that we will look back at 2018 as the Year of the Woman. The movement got started with the Women’s March in January 2017, which led to additional activism along the way. Add to that the #MeToo movement and by the end of 2017, women were poised with a strength that I am not sure I have witnessed. It wasn’t some women, it was all women. And now, it isn’t just women, and I think that makes an enormous difference. Once evolved men began to see what women had been up against for so many years, they too started to take action and got onboard. Make no mistake about it, if you are a politician you know without appealing to women and women’s issues in your next election, you are going to have a very difficult time getting elected.
So where am I going with this? Here it is: this is our time and we are not passed our prime. We are necessary to the women’s movement. We women 50+ may have felt a little invisible from time to time, but no longer. It is not only our privilege it is our duty to help other women get to the top of their game, whatever that is. It is our obligation to help other women who are struggling financially. Helping is what we women do and we should be doing it for other women as much as we can. Let’s focus on supporting other women and watch what happens. I know it will be amazing what comes of us working together.
I plan on continuing the discussion about how we women can help one another over the course of the year. I hope you will contribute to that discussion with ideas and what you see working in your community. This week, think about what you can do to Help Another Lady Out. FYI, my original title for this article was Help Another Girl, but #HAG was more than I could stand!
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