Nobody Calls Me Silly. That Is Not

Sometimes It Takes The Better Part Of A Lifetime To Find Out What Your Passion Is, But In My Observation, If You Do, It Might Be The Best Part Of Your Life.

The Years After 50 Can Be A Time Of Great Productivity, Meaningful Work, Pleasure, Creativity, And Innovation. It's A Huge Opportunity.

This May Sound Funny, But As Much As The 'today' Show Matured Me, It Also Was Something Of A Cocoon. I'd Been Happy There. I Never Went Into The Boss's Office And Pounded My Fist On The Desk, Saying, 'give Me More Money! Give Me A Prime-time Show!'

When I Was Diagnosed With Bipolar Disorder The Year I Turned 50, It Was Certainly A Shock. But As A Journalist, Knowing A Little Bit About A Lot Of Things, I Didn't Suffer The Misconception That Depression Was All In My Head Or A Mark Of Poor Character. I Knew It Was A Disease, And, Like All Diseases, Was Treatable.

My Tides Were Fluctuating, Too - Back And Forth, Back And Forth - Sometimes So Fast They Seemed To Be Spinning. They Call This 'rapid Cycling.' It's A Marvel That A Person Can Appear To Be Standing Still When The Mood Tides Are Sloshing Back And Forth, Sometimes Sweeping In Both Directions At Once. They Call That A 'mixed State.'