Between a Rock and a Hot Place: Why Fifty Is Not the New Thirty by Tracey Jackson
Oh, we can tell ourselves that age is a state of mind or age is just a number (better kept unlisted), but the truth is that no matter how young-at-heart we are (or immature), our biological age is a major influence on how we live our lives. Most women who still feel (emotionally) 35 can thank their lucky stars that some of the hormonal changes that strike in one’s fifties didn’t occur in their thirties. In a society as youth- and appearance-oriented as ours, it’s easy to adopt mottos like “thirty is the new fifty,” even comforting. Some of us must be dragged, kicking and screaming into our fifties and (gasp!) sixties. Fifty may not be what it was fifty years ago, but, honey, it sure ain’t thirty.
At some point we have to admit that aging isn’t the worst thing that can happen (and doesn’t only happen to us), and embrace the changes in our lives—emotional, social, and physical. Tracey Jackson presents a sober (yet amusing) look at what fifty is and is not, Between a Rock and a Hot Place: Why Fifty Is Not the New Thirty, a book highly recommended for every woman in her forties (sneak peek into the future), and women who aren’t all that happy about entering the “golden age.” It will be released February 15,
With chapters like “Sex, Estrogen, and Not So Much Rock and Roll,” “I Didn’t Mean to Spend It All,” “If I’m Thirty, Why Do I Need a Colonoscopy?,” and “Ready or Not, Here Comes Death,” Jackson discusses the creepiness of creeping age with honesty and humor. It’s like getting advice and the benefit of experience from an older friend who knows you are forever young.
We have often enough been reminded that there’s only one alternative to aging, and we’re all going to get there, too. Between a Rock and a Hot Place: Why Fifty Is Not the New Thirty reminds us that there is life after fifty that doesn’t need to be disguised or candy-coated as something more desirable; we might as well enjoy it—we earned it.
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