I breathed a big sigh of relief when I turned 50. My 40’s
had been some pretty rough years.
Oprah reached that milestone five years ahead of me. She
showed the world that 50 was just the beginning of some of our best years, and
I felt a complete kinship to her because of that.
But even fortified by Oprah’s example, my 50th year didn’t go as well as I had hoped. That year saw the end of my short-lived marriage, and for the first time I was completely alone.
Which is exactly what I needed.
I am a task-oriented person.
If a job needs to be done, I identify it, find a solution, and then go about getting it done.
It was easy to fix all of the things around me after Judd left. One by one, I got my life back and found peace in my little cottage by myself in Napa.
And as hard as it was, being by myself was exactly what I needed.
Working from home with no one else around, and living in an area where I had no family or friends created the perfect arena for some major reflection. But that’s not how I saw it at first.
I wasn’t just lonely – I was alone.