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What nobody tells you about starting over at 56.

May 5, 2026

Nobody tells you that it’s quiet.

There’s no fanfare. No movie montage. No well-meaning, stereotyped gay best friend handing you a self-help book and a green juice while an inspirational soundtrack plays in the background.

Starting over in your mid-fifties can look like sitting in a small rented apartment or a cavernous empty home wondering how you got there.

It can look like scrolling job listings and realising the world has moved on without asking your permission and you know nothing about click rates, AI or how to make a Tik-Tok.

It can look like being broke, alone, and invisible in a culture that worships youth, money and popularity.

In 2023 I lost my restaurant business of eight years, my beautiful daughter Lauren at the age of 27, my relationship, my home, and my dog. All in the space of six months. I was 56. And I had to start again with nothing.

Here is what nobody tells you about that.
They don’t tell you that grief and reinvention happen at the same time. You don’t get to finish one before the other starts.
You are rebuilding the plane while it’s crashing, and some days the best you can manage is not falling apart in the supermarket.

They don’t tell you that people will stop asking how you are. Not because they don’t care, but because your timeline for recovery doesn’t match theirs. The world moves on. You’re still standing in the wreckage wondering how to keep up – or if you even want to.
They don’t tell you that you will question everything. Your career. Your choices. Your identity. When you’ve spent decades being a business owner, a mother, a partner, and all of that is stripped away, you have to figure out who you are without the labels. And that is terrifying.

But, it is also, quietly, the most liberating thing that has ever happened to me!
And this is the part I really need you to know.

You are not too old. You are not past it. You are not invisible unless you decide to be.

At 56 I started writing. I wrote an 80,000-word novel. I began my memoir. I found my way back to a stage and a mic and started speaking to audiences about resilience, grief, and what it actually takes to rebuild a life. I discovered that everything I had been through had given me something valuable to say. And that people wanted to hear it. I started consulting and found my new perspective made me more strategic, creative, braver. More authentic but kinder, more empathetic.

Starting over at 56 is not glamorous. But it is possible. And if you are in the middle of it right now, feeling stuck, feeling invisible, feeling like your best years are behind you, I want you to know that they are not.

The world doesn’t hand you a second act. You have to write it yourself.
I’m still writing mine and I don’t want to stop. If you need help – reach out.

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