If a book has a faded and torn dust jacket, it is quite likely that that book has been enjoyed, past around, read and re-read quite a bit. It has endured. I feel as if my outward appearance, my “dustjacket” is looking a bit shopworn these days, but before I run out and sign up for a day spa’s worth of botox, scrubs, and miracle weight loss plans, I am going to take a moment to think about what it really means to reach “middle age” — (and that marker keeps moving, doesn’t it?) It means I have lived, I have experienced life, I have made mistakes, created art, and hopefully added a little something to the lives of people I’ve met. Like a good book. All the frayed dust jackets of the world have a unique life experience. Let’s enjoy the discussion of good (and bad!) books and life’s experiences. These are often intertwined.