"It is never too late to be what you might have been."

I started reading this great book today.  A Garden in Paris by Stephanie Grace Whitson.  I was blown away by the first couple of pages because it parallels my life these days.  I'm not married to a rich man and I have have never been in love with a man from France but for the past year I've been writing a book about a fifty six  year old widow that has always lived her life with and for her family.  Now she's ready to start life anew.  She moves to France and discovers who she really is and what she wants to do with the rest of her life.
To quote George Eliot "It is never too late to be what you might have been."

I watched a great show last night on TV.  It's called Hot In Cleveland.  It's about three middle aged women from LA.   One of them wrote a book about a list of two hundred twenty two things a woman should do before she dies.  On the list was cash in your air miles and go on a trip to Paris with two of your best friends.  If you read my blogs you will know I love Paris.  Their plane has trouble so they have to land in Cleveland.  Being hungry they go looking for a bar & grill and upon entering one they notice the men are looking at them.  Being from LA where if you're a woman over the age of twenty one you're considered old and the men don't give you a second look they were very flattered.  The show goes on with jokes about being a middle aged woman and the man/woman relationship at that age.  I very much enjoyed the show and I recomend it for a good laugh. 

I want to be free like that but where and how do I start?  It seems like it would be easier if I could move away where no one knows me. Then when someone meant me it wouldn't matter if my hair was long and gray.  It wouldn't matter what I weighed or what I wore.  They wouldn't have any preconceived notion of how I "should" look because they have never seen me before.