I had a short, snappy burst of ill health that seriously had me worried it was something really, really serious. Good old google helped with that one! Thankfully, that passed and I'm still here perky and ready for the next challenge.
But you know what, it got me thinking.
What if I did only have a short time to live?
Had I done enough, loved as deeply as I could, lived with as much relish as possible?
What it hitting midlife was a wake-up alarm to start flourishing and thriving with all the "give it what I've got" energy I could muster?
These questions haunted me for days until I realised action had to be taken. I had to live my life in a brighter, more zestful way. I had to make every minute of every day count because the last few decades had passed so "blink and it's gone" quickly and I knew I wanted more. I wanted to spend more time laughing with my family, dancing, standing on the tops of hills. And I wanted to make more, much more of an impact with my work.
Because let's face it, none of us knows when the end is nigh.
So I realised I had a mission to help other midlife women understand that they have so much more life to live, they've got amazing skills and quite frankly, the world needs us to cast aside our invisibility cloaks and get out there and start making a difference in whatever way lights us up.
So what do you say? Are you ready to join me?