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I am Rhonda. I am 50 years old. I am a mom (always, forever). But I am also a painter, a slow runner, a terrible cook, and a woman who is finally, belatedly, learning to be her own best friend.

My name is Rhonda. I am 50 years old. And if you had told me at 25 that this would be the most liberating decade of my life, I would have laughed you out of the PTA meeting. Mom POV Rhonda 50 Year Old With

: Stories about the challenges Rhonda has faced as a mother and as an individual, and how she's overcome them, providing inspiration and relatability. I am Rhonda

I have mourned this. Some days, I feel a loneliness so vast I could fall into it. My "village" has scattered. The other soccer moms moved to Florida or got divorced and moved to the city. I text them sporadically. It's not the same. But I am also a painter, a slow

Don’t fear the 50. It isn't old. It's seasoned . You stop worrying about the stretch marks because you realize they are the map of where your children lived. You stop caring about the gray hair because it matches the wisdom you bled for.

If Rhonda could go back in time and give advice to her 20-year-old self, it would be this: