Good morning, friend. Today I’m in my kitchen thinking about how much life has changed now that I’m fifty-something. Not in a earth shaking way just in that real, everyday way where you suddenly look up and realize you understand yourself a lot better than you did ten years ago.
I wrote a version of this post back in my forties, and reading it now makes me laugh a little. I thought I had things figured out back then, but being in my fifties has taught me a whole new set of lessons. The funny part is nothing was really hidden — I just wasn’t paying attention yet.
That’s why I’m calling these my un-hidden secrets. They were always there. I just needed to grow into the woman who could finally see them for what they were.
So here’s what aging well looks like for me now.
Growing Into My Age, Not Away From It
Back in my forties, I was heavy on the “fake it till I make it.” It got me through some situations, but now that I’m in my fifties, I don’t feel like faking anything. I want clarity, peace, and days that make sense to me.
One thing I finally learned is that I can control what I let into my space. Once I cut down the noise, the nonstop news, the negativity, the comparison game I noticed how much calmer my days felt. I focused on the things that made me feel grounded instead of overwhelmed, and that shift changed the way I now move through life.
Little by little, I became my own fixer-upper. I started looking at aging differently, not as something to fear, but something I get to shape with my own choices.#realtalk
Letting Joy Take Up Space
In my fifties, I eat the cake of my own labor , I enjoy my food, and I dance when something is good enough to deserve a two-step. Joy hits differently at this age because I’m not chasing it anymore I’m letting it happen.
I also keep friends who are genuine. I’ve never needed a crowd, but the small handful of people I laugh and talk with are truly good for my soul. Having someone you can be yourself around is a blessing.And, I do not take that for granted.
It’s Never Too Late to Start Something New
One thing I’m fully settled on: age does not stop anything unless you let it. You can restart a dream at 30, 50, 60 and beyond; it does not matter.
I’m finally working on something I should’ve done years ago. Not because I’m behind, but because now I’m ready. I don’t wait for the perfect moment or the perfect setup. I just started. And honestly? That mindset has taken a lot of pressure off my shoulders. #staytuned
Aging well means giving myself permission to try again without apologizing for all the times I stopped.
Aging Is Living: Honestly and On Purpose
I’m no expert, but I know this: happiness matters more to me now than it ever did before. The older I get, the more I want life to feel good from the inside out.
I don’t force things that drain me and I don’t apologize for changing. And I try to keep my days filled with things that make sense for the woman I am now. Aging well isn’t about staying young : it’s about staying true to yourself.
I’m done just “learning lessons.” At this point, I want to enjoy what those lessons taught me.
Last Note
Not everybody will understand the shifts I'm making, and that’s perfectly fine. These changes were never meant for the crowd. They were meant for my healing and well-being.
If you’re reading this and there’s something you’ve been wanting to start — start it. Don’t wait for approval. Don’t ask Google. Don’t compare your timeline to anybody else’s. Just begin. The world needs the energy you bring.
So as I move through this fifty-something chapter, I’m taking my un-hidden secrets with me and I plan to use all of them.
Until next time, live and age well my friend. Drop a comment below :)
xoTangie
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