In our 20s and 30s, grown-up but not yet old, we felt everything was possible: love, work, unfolding of the spirit, life lived with flair and endless energy. Suddenly, we’re 40, 50, 64, 80-something. And no matter how happy and vital we are, there are days when we’re overwhelmed by what we’ve lost.
The cure for the blues: take off the rose-colored glasses. Being young wasn’t always wonderful. The world has turned; we’ve changed. There’s a bunch of stuff we’re glad—giddy with gratitude—not to have to do again.