Masterpiece.

Midlife is a masterpiece, and I’m here for it.

I’m here for the wide-open weekend. And also the strong Mondays.

I’m here for the road less traveled. And also the daily mundane.

I’m here for the wide, wide world. And also my safe, comfy bed.

I’m here for the fresh, new seasons. And also the same, old routine.

I’m here for leaning into life’s curves. And also grinding out the straightaways.

Friends, I’m SO HERE for adventure. But also all the responsibility of Midlife.

I’m here for the spring in my step. And also the weight of Midlife.

I’m SO HERE for holding hands down the path. And also for knowing when to go solo.\

I’m here for what’s next. But also what’s right now.

I’m here for peeking around the corner. And for being thankful for what’s in hand.

Are you here for Midlife, too, friend? All of it? The right now and the what’s next?

The ohmygosh I got that right and the ohmyword that will never get better?

The breath-of-fresh-air and the suck-all-the-oxygen-out-of-the-room?

Midlife is a masterpiece, and I’m here for it. All of it.

Because midlife is smooth and bumpy, hard and soft, light and dark, hot and cold, clear and murky, sharp and dull and high and low.