Becoming More Myself at 66: From Letting Go to Living Fully

I didn’t reinvent myself all at once. It happened in waves—some gentle, some wild.

It began at 50, when my marriage ended. I was suddenly a single parent, raising teenagers, holding a thousand threads together while quietly unravelling inside.

That season wasn’t glamorous—it was gritty. But something in me knew: this was the beginning of a new chapter. I just didn’t know what it was called yet.

For years, I showed up, adjusted, made it work. I ran my business. I kept the house. I gave everything I had to my kids and clients. Reinvention wasn’t the plan—it was just survival with a little soul.

Then came 64. My kids had flown. The house echoed with absence. And I knew—down to my bones—that it was time. I sold nearly everything. I closed my business. I stepped off the map I’d been following for decades.

People said it was brave. Some said it was reckless. But for me? It was necessary. A return to truth. To self. To aliveness.

Now, at 66, I live part of the year in Thailand, in a communal home with extraordinary women who are also exploring life beyond the script. We share space, stories, laughter, silence. It’s not a retreat—it’s a becoming.

I’m diving into plant medicine, eastern healing, and new ways of being that my younger self never had space to imagine. I feel healthy. Energized. Playful. Deeply curious. I laugh more. I rest better. I dance without waiting for permission.

And maybe most surprisingly, I’ve created something I wish I’d had back when I was standing at that uncertain threshold: an online program to guide others—especially women—who are ready to take their own next steps. It’s a space for reflection, clarity, and the kind of honest transformation that doesn’t rush, but roots.

Because this is not a second act. It’s not a comeback. It’s a continuation—of who I’ve always been beneath the roles, the responsibilities, the noise.

Midlife didn’t break me. It invited me.To listen more deeply. To let go more freely.To say yes to joy—and mean it.

And maybe that’s the magic of 66:I don’t need to prove anything anymore.I just get to live—fully, wildly, me.

If any part of my story stirred something in you—an ache, a spark, a quiet yes—you’re not alone.

Whether you’re just beginning to ask, What’s next for me? or you’re already deep in the process of becoming, I’ve created a space for you.

My online program is a guided journey for women ready to move from restlessness to realignment. It’s not about rushing change—it’s about reclaiming your voice, your rhythm, your joy.

If you’re feeling the pull, I’d love to walk alongside you.You can learn more rethinkmidlife.com

or simply reach out.This is your invitation.

The next chapter is yours to write—and it might just be the most honest, liberated one yet.