My 50s started out a little blah -- thinning hair, sweaty nights, spreading waistline. I tried to write a book about it but felt it would be cruel to my readers unless they were insomniacs. I was bummed at the beginning of this decade, and I think those on the 'other side' decided to jazz things up.
Earlier this year, I turned 50. It was mostly a non-event as I've been telling people I am 50 since I was 42. Adding years to your actual age always elicits a 'you look good for your age' response and I am not against shortening my life span for a compliment. But actually being 50 is turning out to have tons of unexpected benefits. Here are my top 10 reasons.