I confess that I’m in the middle of a midlife crisis, and it’s way better than I could have ever imagined. In fact, I’ve become convinced that the midlife crisis gets a bad rap. The phrase itself conjures images of extramarital affairs, two-door sports cars, and the hair club for men. My story is unfolding quite differently. Five or six years ago, I began to see that I lived far too much of my life for other people (not their... Read more