Last year, on my birthday, I was still dreaming about having a place of my own. This year, I celebrated on land that actually belongs to me.
A lot changed in that year, but the biggest lesson wasn’t really about buying land. It was realizing that when you’re starting over after 50, you don’t have to know exactly where you’re going before you begin. You don’t need to see the entire road. You just need enough courage to leave what no longer fits…