Midlife Mavericks chronicles a new trend--unmarried American and Canadian women building better lives for themselves in Mexico's beautiful colonial villages.
Midlife Mavericks includes the stories of seventeen intrepid women between the ages of 40 and 81. The book is divided into three parts:
Part I: Is This all There Is?
Careers, corporate ladders, glass ceilings, stock options . . . heart attacks, ulcers, cancer, and divorce. As young as forty, women are taking a second look at their choices and asking, “Is this all there is?” Burned out, used up, or trapped in unfulfilling careers, an attorney gives up law for painting, a corporate executive swaps prestige in search of purpose, and a New York teacher moves to Mexico in search of serenity.
Part II: It Ain’t Over ‘til the Fat Lady Sings
A husband leaves his wife of twenty-nine years for a younger woman; a nurse with a silent stroke is cast aside, penniless, by her employer; a woman is swindled by her financial advisor late in life. These women pick themselves up, dust themselves off, and find their heartaches transformed into blessings as they discover the joy of living solo in Mexico.
Part III: Indiana “Joans”
Born too late to ride westward in covered wagons, these midlife mavericks lust for adventure. They long to experience a new culture, to establish roots in foreign soil, to free themselves of society-imposed roles, and to test their own mettle. These intrepid women hark to the call of the unknown and heed the counsel of Yoda in Star Wars: “Try? Try? There is no try. Only do or not do.”
Halsie pretended she had a cigar in her mouth and flashed her eyebrows at me, Groucho Marx style, obviously proud of herself. “Not bad, eh? If I’d been a businesswoman like you, instead of a midwife I could probably have handled these problems better--at least with less stress.”
Thinking back to my own remodeling experience, I wasn’t so sure. “No Halsie, I don’t think that would make any difference. What makes life easier here is giving up control and realizing we have plenty of time for all of life’s little surprises. I think we all learn to cope differently. Maybe we need to change our expectations rather than trying to change the reality. Maybe adequacy is okay and excellence is unattainable. Don’t you find yourself reordering priorities and letting go of the small annoyances?”
“You have to. Ha! You couldn’t survive here if you let all the small things get to you. There’s only enough of me left to worry about the big things.” Halsie slapped her flat chest and I understood that for her, a big thing had been cancer.