embracing change
It ‘s time for a new chapter at Starting Over at Sixty. Exactly three years ago I began living alone, having left my husband of more than 30 years. and while I know there are many of you who have been single a lot longer than three years, I can honestly say that I have felt a sense of urgency about starting my life over because I have much less time to do so than my counterparts who have been single for decades. I had to learn the ropes on the fly and get going to create the life I deserved to live all along. I moved into a one-room loft and started over. Fast forward three years and I moved to a much larger place. I can spread out a little and live in a little less cramped environment. I love it!
And on this three year anniversary of my life reboot, I have been thinking about how my life has changed and what I have learned through the experience and I could write a book, as I know you all could, and here are the cliff notes:
I Can Do Anything
When I became painfully aware that this marriage was finally over, I just kept saying to myself and my husband, “I can’t do it. I can’t do it.” I was thinking that I can’t do this to the kids, but I now know that I didn’t think I could actually do it myself: live as a single woman. I was a married mother of three and that was everything that I was. I was wrong: I am a woman who has three children and a really great life now. It took time. Lots of time. But I learned that the only person who was allowing that marriage to define me was me. No more.
I Can Be Anything
OK, I can’t be a supermodel, or a famous singer or an acrobat, but none of that is because my marriage failed. It is because those are not things I was ever going to be (I think singer still has a chance!). Honestly, I feel motivated, and strong, and smart, and courageous; more so than I ever did when I was married. Because my husband didn’t seem to value the things that I was good at doing, I stopped valuing those things, too. Now, I am back to living a life that is more in line with who I am. I don’t have to keep trying to be someone I am not.
I Am All Cried Out
I know that sounds ridiculous but it’s true, almost. When I moved into my little loft, I was beyond broken. My hair was falling out. I woke up shaking. And I cried. I cried and cried and cried and cried. So as I was walking out the door for the final time on moving day, I turned around and gave myself a minute to take it all in. I gave myself a few minutes to cry and guess what: I didn’t cry. I could look at that empty place and think, “I made it.” I was all cried out.
It is So Far From Over
My biggest lesson over the last three years is that my life is so far from over. Really, I have just begun to get my groove back. Let me say this: it sure isn’t all sunshine. And I can be walking down the street feeling like a million bucks and some ugliness comes my way and my brain goes to the darkness that I was living in for so long. Then I pull up my britches (as my friend Don likes to say) and get back to the business of Operation Be-the-Best-Paula-You-Can-Be! So, I hope you will notice more upbeat content here at Starting Over at Sixty and less “my life is over.” If you are feeling like your life is over, it is not and I know you will find comfort here.
A New Chapter at Starting Over at Sixty
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I often read about women deciding to stop coloring their hair and letting it grow out naturally: there are even Facebook pages dedicated to it. They have decided to take the plunge. And, I know so many women who look fantastic in their gray/white hair. They say they feel liberated, that they feel free. Hooray! They are standing up to the evil hair dye companies and I say yippee for them. But, it seems like we applaud the women who go gray as if by doing so they are more authentic, more real, more attuned to their inner self. Well, that is a bunch of hooey! It is hair color for goodness sakes. A murderer could have gray hair. A thief could have gray hair. How does that make them better, and more importantly, how does that make me, a hair color enthusiast, less in touch with myself?
I get that it might be a nice change, not to have to sit in the chair at the salon for an hour waiting to process. Congratulations! And, it might be freeing to feel like everyone now sees you as you were meant to be seen. But come on! Letting your gray shine through doesn’t make you Mother Teresa. It doesn’t mean you are a better woman than the one sitting next to you who is all colored up. Having your gray show doesn’t make you more in touch with your inner self, it doesn’t mean that you are mentally dealing with your age in a positive way better than those of us who color our locks. It means that you just stopped getting your hair dyed. It’s like not getting your nails done. Big deal!
I have been feeling like a little bit of a phony because I bought into all that, “Look at me. I am so secure with myself that I don’t cover my gray hair anymore.” You are not embracing your age any more than I am, with my gray covered. For all I know, the same women who are striking a blow for the women’s movement by going gray may be at the plastic surgeon’s office getting their faces filled to erase the lines.
This is all I am saying: I color my hair and I don’t think that makes me less authentic than the next woman. It doesn’t make me less empowered. It makes me a woman with brown hair. Will I be turned down for the next March on Washington because of my highlights? I hope not. What I want us to all see is that every woman is part of the story. “I take pride in who I am and I color my hair.” There, I said it. It feels good to get that off my chest and out in the open. Now that is freeing.
When I decide to stop coloring my hair, I will. But until that time I don’t want to feel like I am ashamed of my age. I am just meeting it at the shampoo bowl!
Read MoreDo you ever feel invisible? Here’s a story: a friend had to hire a private detective and a woman who was 50+ was recommended. When she asked why this former police officer was a good detective, the answer was, “No one who walks into a bar notices a woman who is over 50.” Ouch!
Let’s face it, we all feel invisible from time to time but that statement has stuck with me for years. It was depressing to think about. How could I continue to feel good about myself when I felt unnoticed every time I walked into a room full of strangers. But here is what I find to be true: if you carry yourself as if you are invisible, you will be. And, if you don’t, you won’t.
Being worthy of notice isn’t about how young or how beautiful you are. Being noticed is as much in your head as it is about others around you. If you chose to dress like no one should look at you, they won’t. If you chose to carry yourself as if there isn’t anything special about you, there isn’t. For years I felt like I was nothing because I was with a man who made me feel that way and I let him. In the last year, however, I have really come back to my true self and I never feel invisible.
When I walk into a room I want to be noticed, not passed over. I want to look like a confident woman. I want people to see me coming in and say, “Here comes the fun!” And, now I think I do. I am and want t always be, relevant. When you exude liveliness others feel it and it rubs off on them. They have no choice but to notice you.
So, if you are not showing up to your life as a woman who deserves to be seen, who deserves to be noticed, and you want to change that, you know what to do. Make s change. Tell yourself how beautiful you are, how much fun it is to be with you and you will find that others begin to feel the same.
I dare someone not to notice me in a bar. Say it to yourself and soon you will believe it and others will too.
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.
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