24/03/2025
But if the young folks are the new adults…
Then sis, that makes us the new elders.
I know—I had to sit with that too.
You’re not just the big cousin anymore. You’re not “just” grown.
You’re the one they’re turning to now.
You’re somewhere between Mama Dem and the babies.
And folks are showing up with real questions, real grief, real need—and no guide.
This post is for all of us who are stepping into that elder role (whether we feel ready or not). I’m calling it “junior elderhood”—that in-between space where we’re still learning, but also being looked to for answers.
Because here’s the truth:
We’re filling big shoes with very little instruction.
But we don’t have to do it alone.
We’ve always been each other’s best resource.
So here’s what I want you to do:
— Watch this carousel and see if you recognize yourself.
— Share your tips, your cheat codes, your elder-in-training moments in the comments.
— And if you’re ready to go deeper, I’ve got something else for you:
I’m launching a Substack—a private, intentional space for us to unpack these conversations without rushing, without algorithms, and without having to squeeze our stories into captions. It’s a space for the extended versions. The uncut stories. The parts we whisper to each other in the kitchen after the party.
I’m launching a Substack—a private, intentional space for us to unpack these conversations without rushing, without algorithms, and without having to squeeze our stories into captions. It’s a space for the extended versions. The uncut stories. The parts we whisper to each other in the kitchen after the party.
Because elderhood isn’t just about age—it’s about how we show up.
And I believe we can prepare together.
midlifeflyness.substack.com
Come through.
