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No Edits Just Life
Welcome to No Edits, Just Life — the raw, relatable midlife podcast where we talk hormones, hustle, healing, and everything in between. I'm your host Kiwanis, keeping it real about marriage, motherhood, and figuring it out with no filters and no fluff.
No Edits Just Life
Dear Midlife Me: An Open Letter
It’s not just a conversation—it’s a love letter.
A letter to the woman who’s in the middle of it all: rebuilding, redefining, rediscovering herself. Kiwanis delivers a gentle, powerful message to her midlife self—and in doing so, speaks to every woman navigating the quiet chaos of becoming.
This one’s for the late bloomers, the second-chancers, the ones who are still figuring it out. It’s not too late. You’re not too far behind. You are right on time.
Key Takeaways
• Midlife isn’t a breakdown—it’s a breakthrough.
• You are allowed to take up space, dream again, and glow in your own way.
• You don’t have to shrink to be loved or prove your worth to be worthy.
• Every version of you—past, present, and future—is worth honoring.
• You are not too old, too late, or too far gone. You’re exactly where you’re meant to be.
Episode Resources
• 📝 Ready to reconnect with your purpose and protect your peace? Start with the Prosperity Planner:
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• Affirmation to Repeat:
“I am not too late. I am not too old. I am not behind. I am becoming.”
Let’s Talk About It
Did this letter hit home for you too?
DM me on Instagram @NoEditsJustLife or email noeditsjustlife@gmail.com — I’d love to hear what your letter to midlife you would say.
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Let’s normalize love letters to ourselves. Let’s normalize becoming.