The decades preceding the age of 50 are generally all about building a career, a business or a nest egg, nurturing a marriage, getting into or out of a relationship, raising kids, caring for parents. Now that I’m 51, things seem to propel forwards at such a velocity that kids are flying the coop. Hospital visits are getting a bit more frequent. Planning for retirement and estate are concurrent. Things are happening so fast, yet I find myself slowing down and sometimes unable to keep up. Clearly, I am transitioning to the next phase we call midlife. Sometimes, in a woman’s life, transition feels like a crisis. It is even more compounded by the onset of hormonal changes that bring about anxiety, the blues, frozen shoulders, and chin hair. So, what will age 51 bring? Will I find a renewed sense of purpose and passion? Will I become more comfortable and confident in my skin? Will I figure out what my legacy will be? Time will come when I may be confronted by thoughts about my own