About the Chronicles

This Season of My Life

Have you ever felt that pull? You know…that thing that won’t leave you alone—the dream, the idea, the “what if” that keeps showing up in your quiet moments? Maybe it feels too big, too late, too risky for where you are in life. But it’s there. And it just won’t shut up.

That’s where I was a few years ago when I entered my glorious 50s — that period when you’re supposed to have everything figured out, even when you don’t, when all of a sudden, everybody begins to call you "Ma'am," and when your mailbox gets flooded with those "early bird special" senior discount coupons. Oh yeah and did I mention I was going through menopause? I was just remarried, blending a household full of kids—mine, his, ours—moving to a whole new state, and walking away from a six-figure job that looked great on paper but simply not feeding my soul. Everything was up in the air. Everything felt uncertain. And honestly? I was scared.

But I was also awake.

For the first time in a long time, I wanted something more, something different than writing speeches for executives or web copy for universities. Although that part of my life had its season, I had this burning desire to write...for me. The kind that comes from the gut. The kind that tells the truth about what it’s really like to be a woman over 50 who’s still raising kids, still working, still figuring out who she is, and still dreaming dreams that society says she’s too old to chase.

Let’s be real: our culture doesn’t know what to do with women like us. We’re supposed to look 28, act grateful for whatever tidbits of relevance we’re given, and definitely not make too much noise about still having ambitions. God forbid we don’t have it all together like those celebrity moms with nannies and personal trainers and perfectly curated Instagram feeds. (Not hating...just sayin')

Yeah, that’s not me. And I’m guessing it’s not you either.

I started The Chronicles because I wanted a place to be honest. To show the messy, beautiful, complicated reality of starting over in midlife. To prove to myself that it’s not too late. That being 50+ isn’t the end of anything. It’s the beginning of something we get to define for ourselves.

This isn’t a midlife crisis. This is a beautiful new awakening. A turning point. A chance to rise, rebuild, and redefine what comes next.

So, if you’re here because you’re tired of feeling invisible, or because you’re done shrinking yourself to fit someone else’s expectations, or because you’ve got dreams you’re finally ready to chase...then welcome, sis. You’re not alone. And you’re definitely not too late.

This is where 50 is the new 50. Not some younger version we’re trying to get back to. Just us. Beautifully, powerfully, unapologetically us. We are mature. We are confident. We are wise.

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We are Mid-Century Women.

Many blessings,

Lola Sofi’