Breathing Room, Reinvention, and the Music That Always Finds Us

There are weeks when the universe hands you exactly the theme you need, right when you need it. Week 3 of the Pre-Holiday Reset is all about breathe—not the shallow, chest-tight kind that sneaks in during stress, but the deep, expansive breath that slows everything down long enough for clarity to rise.

And clarity is exactly what found me this week.

My husband and I took a few days away and decided to make a stop at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. I’ve been there before, years ago, but this time was different. This time, it felt like walking straight into the center of my own story—into the soundtrack of every version of me I’ve ever been.

Because music isn’t something I talk about here by accident. It has always been woven into everything I do, everything I feel, and every reinvention I’ve lived through. But standing there, surrounded by decades of sound and lyrics and evolution, something in me clicked.

It was time to stop treating music like a background character in my life—and start letting it take up the space it’s always deserved.

The Breath That Changes Everything

We underestimate breathing. We think of it as something automatic, involuntary, mundane. But the right kind of breath—the kind you feel in your ribs, your belly, your shoulders—creates space you didn’t know you needed.

Space to notice.
Space to feel.
Space to hear yourself again.

And as I stood in the Hall of Fame, letting nostalgia and emotion wash over me, I realized that breathing room is exactly where reinvention begins.

Not with a leap.
Not with a plan.
Not with a dramatic change.

Reinvention starts with a pause long enough to remember who you are.

Music Has Always Been My First Language

I owe my love of music to my dad. My very first concert at age eleven? Kris Kross. My next birthday? The Eagles. That’s quite a range, but it set the tone for the rest of my life. Music became the way I understood myself, the way I coped, the way I connected.

As a kid, I wanted to be Jem from Jem and the Holograms. I wanted the stage, the lights, the magic. There was only one problem—I can’t sing. Not even a little bit. (Shoutout to the friends who politely gave me the smallest part during our TLC poolside performances.)

But here’s what I didn’t understand then:
Storytelling is its own kind of music.
Rhythm. Emotion. Movement. Connection.

I may not hit notes, but I know how to hit a feeling.
And this brand? It's my stage. My mic. My rhythm.

It’s where music, identity, midlife, and reinvention finally meet in the middle.

Midlife Isn’t a Breakdown—It’s an Era

Midlife gets framed as a crisis, but I’m convinced it’s actually one long reinvention arc. Not the kind where you become someone new, but the kind where you return to what’s always been true about you.

Sometimes that truth gets pushed down because it didn’t “fit” your family.
Sometimes it gets buried under what you thought you should be.
Sometimes it gets silenced because you didn’t feel like you were enough.

But eventually, that version of you waits for your breath.
Your pause.
Your clarity.

That’s where I am now—remembering myself.

Women Reinvent Constantly—So Why Don’t We Celebrate It?

Men reinvent and no one blinks.
Women reinvent and suddenly it’s “dramatic,” “attention-seeking,” or “off-brand.”

Take Pink. When she emerged in the early 2000s, the industry expected bubblegum pop. She refused. She became her own kind of artist—and decades later, she’s still one of the most authentic voices out there.

Or Kate Hudson, who, in her midlife era, has stepped fully into music with a voice she’s had all along.

If we celebrate women artists for evolving…
why don’t we celebrate everyday women for doing the exact same thing?

That’s what I want The Midlife Edit Co to be about.

The Next Era: More Music. More Stories. More Midlife Magic.

This isn’t a rebrand or a pivot.
This is me letting the heartbeat of the show get louder.

You’ll still get everything you love—midlife wellness, nutrition, strength, mindset.

But you’ll also get:

• More music

• More storytelling

• More conversations with women reinventing themselves in midlife

• More real, raw, creative energy

• More spotlights on women who are writing their next chapter with courage and volume

Women who are performing, creating, producing, returning to music, starting bands at 45, releasing their first album at 50, or rediscovering the guitar they put down 20 years ago.

Women like you.
Women like me.

Help Me Build This Next Chapter

If you know a woman in music—famous, indie, local, or someone quietly making art in her living room—I want to talk to her.

• Your best friend.

• The woman who plays guitar at the farmer’s market.

• Your kid’s former piano teacher.

• A songwriter you found on TikTok.

• A woman who performs, writes, produces, or creates because she can’t not.

Send me her name. Send me her Instagram. Send her the link and tell her I’m looking for her.

This era?
I want to build it with you.

Take Your Breath Today

One deep, full, grounding breath.
he kind that opens your chest and quiets your mind.

Remember:
You’re not starting over.
You’re stepping into your next era—one that’s been waiting for you.

Just like that little girl who wanted to be Jem.
Just like the women who reinvent with every album.
Just like you, right now, becoming someone more true than ever before.