I feel like society places certain expectations on us as we get older. We are expected to be happy with what we have and to stop dreaming for more. But why? Why can't you start a new career, fall in love or go on a dream trip at 49?

I refuse to cave in under the weight of these expectations. I want to find the true happiness and love that I feel I deserve. I want to meet someone who will appreciate my wisdom, my scars, my stories. Someone who will understand that even at 49 years old, a heart can beat in unison with another.

I want to show that age is not a sentence, but just a number. That life doesn't end when you reach a certain age. That every day is a new page and we can write whatever we want on it.

So yeah, I'm 49 and I don't have everything. But this is not the end, this is the beginning. The beginning of the search for happiness, love and new adventures. And I believe the best is yet to come.