At 40, I took up figure skating. At 48, I learned that Joseph Smith really WAS lying. At 49, I had my first beer (gross). At 45, I got a single engine private pilot's license in spite of my acrophobia, and at 55, I got a commercial drone license because of my acrophobia. At 55, I married my new husband and we are proud parents of 36 hives of bees, and a combined 4 adult (or nearly adult) children--three of whom have autism.