Our mothers retired to silence.They played small. Bit their tongues. Settled for “grateful” when they really wanted more.
But me?I’m retiring from silence.
’ve got things to say. Stories to tell. Wounds that turned into wisdom and a voice that’s finally ready to be heard.
We were taught to age quietly, dress appropriately, and stay in our lane.But there’s nothing appropriate about living half a life.
So this is my line in the sand.No more polite disappearing acts. No more apologizing for wanting more.
If you feel that same spark in your chest — that tug that says “not done yet” — you’re home.
Welcome to Sage Rebellion.Let’s turn up the volume on the second half of life.