The Art of Play at 50

By Christina Tso Metz

Jan 19, 2025  |  

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Christina with her two teenage daughters, pre-graming before P!nk concert.

When did we stop enjoying play?

I have memories of being five and running around aimlessly in the playground. I was so thoughtless that I held my head back joyfully and the cherry hard candy I was sucking on slipped into my throat. Luckily it did not get caught, but I had this lump in my throat for the rest of the day and I did not want to run anymore. Is that when it stops? When you have a fear that something bad is going to happen? Why then at 50 did I start enjoying myself again?

In Sun Tzu’s Art of War, he lays out in 13 chapters a military strategy filled with detail and precision. I have always felt like my life was scripted in the same way. As an immigrant, I was the American dream for my parents. They left Hong Kong both as educated professionals hoping for more opportunities for their three children. I was just a baby – nine months old – and a girl. My brothers fulfilled my parents’ dream – becoming a doctor and an engineer, marrying Chinese women and raising beautiful families. I did not do badly either – but a different path – I was an English major – a communications professional – marrying a Caucasian man and raising beautiful daughters. But I am now 50 and the latest victim of corporate America – out of work for almost a year. What an embarrassment to my Chinese parents!

Born in the Year of the Tiger

Although their well-laid plans for their daughter were shattered, I am now finding a new path. Born in the Chinese Zodiac Year of the Tiger, I am attacking my life differently. After going through the ups and downs of being laid off, I am now ready to play. Instead of thinking I need a corporate job, I am thinking about becoming an entrepreneur. It might seem backwards to my parents. When they first arrived to New York, they tried their luck at a luncheonette, a Chinese take-out, and a laundromat all so their kids could have great educations and work white collar jobs. Now, I am becoming that small business owner. My parents might think I am regressing, but I am evolving.

Even the best military strategy must adapt to a counter-attack. After a layoff, you think it is best to retreat but what I have learned is that being on the attack is the best defense. I am finally enjoying the time with my family. I have a high school senior and we are tackling the college application process together. All the skills I have gained in the corporate world and my expertise as a story teller are helping my daughter apply to highly selective colleges. So much so that I am building a business around it. I am using my professional skills and my Tiger Mom instincts to help more families navigate the college admissions process.

Christina enjoying some time in the sun on a Fall afternoon. Photo credit: @emmametz.14

Why did it take 50 years?

So why did it take me almost 50 years to enjoy the art of play again? I guess I needed to find that joy of running around aimlessly in the playground. But this time I don’t have any constraints and I am free to fill my time with what I enjoy. For most of my adult life, I have been following the path that my immigrant parents expected. Going to a good college, finding a husband, climbing the corporate ladder, having kids and making my life better for the next generation. There is no playbook for losing a job at 50.

But here I am. I am spending quality time with my family, taking the trip I always put off, reading more books this year than I have in the past three, taking long walks with friends and enjoying the outdoors (not typical of a kid from Queens). I am starting that business. I am cooking the Chinese dishes I grew up eating and my kids actually love. I will also be writing about it here at Restless Urban.

Stay tuned as I go into battles with the job market, juggle caregiving for elderly parents, raise teenage daughters and become a small business owner. I may even throw in a few authentic Chinese recipes and share the secret to a moist Thanksgiving turkey (hint: soy sauce). I will definitely stumble along the way but I will have fun doing it. I believe the best is yet to come. l will embrace play as an art not a science. I hope you will join my battle hymn of the Tiger Mom!

Season one introduces Christina’s series as “Confessions of a Recovering Tiger Mom,” but it offers so much more. Food, culture, family, and a curious exploration for answers fuel her journey at RestlessUrban. Watch this video to learn more.

Meet Christina Tso Metz

Hi. My name is Christina Metz. Thanks for joining me on the journey.

I am a wife, mom and devoted foodie. Food is my love language as no kid ever leaves my house hungry. My kids also call me a Tiger Mom as I am quick to come to their rescue, pounce when there is a problem, and ferociously roar to protect them. This mentality comes from my Chinese roots. I was born in Hong Kong in the year of the Tiger and immigrated to the U.S. when I was just nine months old. To everyone in the US I am Chinese-American but to my parents I am American. My spoken Chinese is never good enough and I prefer a NY slice of pizza to congee. So, losing my job at the brink of 50 was not in the cards for me. What an embarrassment to my parents’ American dream!

But like a tiger I am fighting back. I am discovering a new and improved me at 50. I am definitely older but also stronger and wiser. Follow me on my journey as I explore becoming an entrepreneur, navigate raising teenage daughters, find joy in exercise, and cook and eat to my heart’s desire all the while caught between two cultures.

When I am not being a restless urban, you can find me on my Peloton bike, reading, traveling and binging TV shows – my latest fascination is the Sex Lives of College Girls and I may be the only one still watching Grey’s Anatomy. I will also be eating at the latest foodie spot or trying a new recipe my girls won’t eat but my husband devours.

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