After I turned 62 this September, I caught myself saying, “Well, I’m old,” as a kind of half-joking excuse. I think of myself as a self-aware person who is generally good about living with the things I can’t change and changing the ones I can. And I really don’t think of 62 as “old.” So where was that self-deprecating comment coming from? Clearly I needed an attitude adjustment, or a tune-up of my sense of self. Or both.

So when Don’t Stop Now—a slim volume that promises to help us 50-plus-year-old women make the most of the rest of our lives—landed in my mailbox, I figured it was a sign. Or at least a possible resource. I’ve learned to not turn down such opportunities when they present themselves.

Fishler and Gianforte make it clear up front that Don’t Stop Now is more like a conversation with a bracingly honest, wise, and sympathetic friend than a book that promises to fix you: The entire review can be found at www.dontstopnow.us