When you get to middle-age, and yes, I’m being generous, because I do qualify for some senior citizen benefits….but let’s not dwell on that because I absolutely do NOT look it.
And if I do, don’t tell me.
Regardless, when, like me, you look back at the decades of your life from this vantage point, you can finally see the journey you’ve been on and maybe even put some meaning to it.
Time passes in the blink of an eye, and while we’ve heard people talk about the importance of the journey, it’s hard to see its significance until you’ve passed through some of it.
Last night, someone said that he’d realized that, at this age, time is not his friend. And the other day, my trainer pointed out how important it was to live in the moment. To enjoy each moment we take breath.
It’s no surprise that these comments come from men on the high side of 50.
This IS our real life. And it’s so important to make the most of every day of it. There’s no sense putting things off because there’s no assurance that another day you’ll be able to do it.
Of course, none of us is promised tomorrow. But as we age, the likelihood of it coming all to an end increases. So being happy is important. Especially now.
When I think about the number of people who’ve been prescribed anti-depressants, it’s enough to depress ME. Yes. Some people ARE truly clinically depressed, and meds are vital.
But for too many others, well, they’re just a cog in Big Pharma’s wheel. These are the folks who might could use a reminder that we choose how to live our lives every day, and happiness is one of those choices.