I finished the book, “Life Reimagined,” joined The Lift’s book club discussion beside the Truckee River, and left both maybe a little wiser.
Barbara Bradley Hagerty’s study of midlife ended maybe a little triumphantly for me. Too many pretty bows tied, medical issues overcome, later life marriage a bit ideal, athletic goals achieved, and long-needed job change realized to boot. An Instagram post.
There was personal struggle, to be sure, and pain. Some friendships lost, aging mother in her 90s, a broken collarbone and painful vocal chord condition, tough stories about others.
But my feeling at the end tilted more toward Hallmark than my current reading tastes favor. Triumph works just fine, though. I mean, what was I expecting, “Get off my lawn”?