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Neustart in der Lebensmitte mit Bestsellerautorin Franziska Rubin. Die beliebte Ärztin und Spezialistin für Frauengesundheit weiß: Die Lebensmitte kann für Frauen zur besten Zeit ihres Lebens werden. Viele Frauen fühlen sich ausgebrannt: Die Kinder sind aus dem Haus, der Mann hat mit seiner eigenen Midlife-Crisis zu tun. Dazu kommen immer mehr Zipperlein. Was hat das Leben uns jetzt noch zu bieten? Jede Menge, meint die bekannte Bestsellerautorin Dr. med. Franziska Rubin. Sie weiß: Mit der richtigen Einstellung wird die Midlife-Crisis zur Chance – für mehr Lebensfreude in der 2. Lebenshälfte.

In der Lebensmitte bringen uns Östrogene, Progesteron und Co. ganz schön aus dem Takt - und viel zu oft wird dieses Ungleichgewicht nicht richtig diagnostiziert, geschweige denn behandelt. Dabei stellen sich Hormonveränderungen bereits mit Anfang 40 ein, wenn die Periode meist noch treue Begleiterin ist. In dieser Perimenopause können depressive Verstimmungen, Gewichtszunahme und andere Symptome das Leben schwer machen, und auch während der eigentlichen Menopause werden viele Frauen nur ungenügend begleitet.

In der Mitte des Lebens verändert sich der Körper. In der Mitte des Lebens fühlt man sich nochmal jung und gleichzeitig zum ersten Mal alt. In der Mitte des Lebens denkt man über verkürzte Arbeitszeiten nach oder startet nochmal richtig durch. In der Mitte des Lebens brauchen die eigenen Eltern Unterstützung, während die eigenen Kinder erwachsen werden. In der Mitte des Lebens hat man die ersten Verluste erfahren. Leben heißt Veränderung.

Ein denkwürdiger Moment auf seinem Rasentraktor macht Tillmann klar, dass er in einer ausgewachsenen Midlife-Crisis steckt. Ja, er hat eine fantastische Frau und großartige Kinder, aber wann genau sind seine ambitionierten Jugendträume bloß zu diesem Spießerleben mit Fertighaus und Gartenteich mutiert? Tillmann beschließt, sein altes Draufgänger-Ich aus dem sozialen Tiefschlaf zu holen und noch mal so richtig die Sau rauszulassen.

How can you reconcile yourself with the lives you will never lead, with possibilities foreclosed, and with nostalgia for lost youth? How can you accept the failings of the past, the sense of futility in the tasks that consume the present, and the prospect of death that blights the future? In this self-help book with a difference, Kieran Setiya confronts the inevitable challenges of adulthood and middle age, showing how philosophy can help you thrive. You will learn why missing out might be a good thing, how options are overrated, and when you should be glad you made a mistake.

The day after my 43rd birthday, my husband announced he was trading me in - his words, not mine. The news was unwelcome at the time, but honestly? I needed a good goosing to get up and find my way to the door. So I was freed from the giant manual of expectations authored by my ex. That was the good news. The flip side was less happy. Due to living in a state not friendly to discarded wives, I was also relieved of the financial "security" I'd spent a lifetime accruing.

Ein denkwürdiger Moment auf seinem Rasentraktor macht Tillmann klar, dass er in einer ausgewachsenen Midlife-Crisis steckt. Wann genau sind seine ambitionierten Träume bloß zu diesem Spießerleben mit Reihenhaus und Gartenteich mutiert? Eins steht fest - er muss dringend sein Leben umkrempeln!

"Happily Ever After" wasn't supposed to come with a do-over option. But when my husband of 20 years packs up and heads for greener pastures, and my son heads away to college, that's exactly what my midlife becomes. A do-over. This time, though, I plan to do things differently. Age is just a number, after all, and at 40 I'm ready to carve my own path. Eager for a fresh start, I make a somewhat unorthodox decision and move to a tiny town in the Sierra foothills.

You know, dating in your 40s should be easier. Should be. But it really isn’t. My first date in I don’t-know-how-long is broken up by my ex-husband. I mean, he’s dead, but still. Then a cryptic note from a voodoo queen. A siren who can’t keep it in his pants. And a hot fae who seems to be everything I’ve ever wanted. Except that he’s not a certain blacksmith. I can deal, right?

The signs are unmistakable. Momar isn't just targeting Austin's brother. When one of Momar's grunts breaks into Austin's territory looking to grab Jessie for questioning, Jessie and her crew realize they are under fire. In order to protect themselves, it becomes obvious they need backup.

After returning from the basajaunak lands, it's clear that Jessie and her crew need to find an alliance quickly. They need to head to Kingsley's in less than a couple of months. If they go as they are, they'll never be enough to save Austin's brother from total annihilation. Luckily, Jessie has a pile of connection requests waiting for her attention. The gargoyle cairns want to meet her. She has an opportunity to gain a little help. Unluckily, the cairns don't have much interest beyond meeting the new kid on the block.

Creel Creek, Virginia, is the last place either of her ex-husbands would ever think to look for Constance. What better place to hide from her humiliations than a town too small to warrant a mention on a map? Laid off, and recently divorced from husband number two, this former workaholic moves in with her estranged - and very strange - grandmother. A grandmother who informs Constance that she comes from a long line of powerful witches. And on the day she hits the big 4-0, she'll come into her powers.

"Happily Ever After" wasn't supposed to come with a do-over option. But when my husband of twenty years packs up and heads for greener pastures and my son leaves for college, that's exactly what my life becomes. Do-over. This time, though, I plan to do things differently. Age is just a number, after all, and at forty I'm ready to carve my own path. Eager for a fresh start, I make a somewhat unorthodox decision and move to a tiny town in the Sierra foothills. I'll be taking care of a centuries old house that called to me when I was a kid.

The enemy is closing in, and all that stands in the way of the total annihilation of Kingley's pack is Austin and Jessie.

Surprise, surprise, the Dark Council has been plotting to force my hand. They know that I love Crash. Yes, I said the L word. And they know I’d do anything to bring him back from hell—even though it means it puts both our souls into great danger. And puts my knees into running mode. (Cue the Advil.) Now, I’m headed straight into a hell that is straight out of a Greek odyssey.