Prill, I can't help but keep going back to your book. Here are a few sentences that spoke to me:

My first husband died when I was forty-eight. That's really when my life began. Up until then, I didn't know myself very well.

Until that time she probably didn't have time to consider who she was.

I'm really psyched about women who are finding themsleves at midlife. Until this point we've been so busy caring for our spouses, children, and other family members. In addition, we've worked and volunteered like there's no tomorrow.

Finally at midlife we are finding time to pause and consider what truly makes us tick. Many of us finished school, started work, had children, and haven't stopped yet. Now that we have a second to breathe and be alone with ourselves we can get to the core of who we are and what we are being called to do with the rest of our lives. I find it very invigorating.