You can toss the minivan and really indulge yourself.
We've learned that being older is the perfect excuse to get out of something we didn't want to do anyway. You've learned to appreciate spontaneous humor, for it gives life a spicy flavor.
I read somewhere that more women in their 40s get plastic surgery than in their 50s. In their 50s, women realize they don't have to have a mate.
I am working out, shopping, traveling, and enjoying my friends more and often. After decades of experimenting, you learn what feels comfortable, what looks dazzling. If a woman over 50 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. What you might think is awful can turn out to be a blessing. You can spend the rest of your life beating that drum, but that's the road to bitterness. The whole arena of giving back to society becomes their focus. Women know themselves, what looks good on them, and dress to complement the assets they have. There's no such thing as "dressing 50." We're past the point when someone can say you're dressing too young. Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 50 is far sexier than her younger counterpart. The downside is, it makes it hard to find people to date because you're so much more selective. You see that life has this ability to be very healing, that the full implications of events aren't always evident. It makes life ever so much more pleasant and joyful and simpler when you know. At 50, you realize that life is big, much bigger than you ever knew. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 50. You really have learned who you are as a person, what your likes and dislikes are. Now you're looking for your purpose in life, looking for work you love to do.