Mid-Life

“Life really does begin at forty. Up until then, you are just doing research.” Carl Jung, erudite, renowned psychiatrist.

I think that is the essence of the mid-life crisis. You are not fond of the research at forty.

I had one. No sports cars. No other woman. No dressing like a twenty-year-old.

I realized I had chased my tail running on a treadmill. My marriage and career were painfully stressed, but I was developing a better grasp of what I needed in life. They were and are God’s love, my wife’s love, and meaningful work.

 What at forty seemed the worst thing in my life, looking back at 77, is the best thing that ever happened. Hallelujah.