I fear the wrong dominant hormone might disqualify me here. But nonetheless, 50 brought a wonderful sense of freedom to me also.
I had left the bOrg a year and half previous, and my 50th was the first birthday I ever celebrated. [I do have a pic of my first b-day party - but I do not recall it of course]. I was beginning to embrace a whole new world of thought and action, divorced from the organization. Body and soul felt a release from the pressure to comform and perform to anyone's expectations, but those whom I permitted to interlope [wifey etc.].
I think mortality became real to me that year. I had left the organizations lies and misconcepts behind, and could truthfully look forward to see that I had lived the greater number of years that would be mine already. I became free to be me. I am - like it or turn away.
Jeff