With a significant birthday on the horizon, I suddenly realize that I have more days behind me than in front of me. With that understanding came my midlife crisis.
Crisis? What crisis? I am not being threatened with imminent death. I still have a roof over my head, food in my mouth, a daughter to love and friends to rejoice with. In fact, the struggle and stress of getting an education, a good job, raising children, paying a mortgage and saving for retirement is mostly resolved.
Yet something still feels crisis-like. The assembly line of life is still running, My adrenalin is still rushing and I am ready to do more, but nothing substantive is coming down the conveyor. I am beginning to think that a mid-life crisis is really learning how to function without a imminent crisis. What does one do with their life in the absence of the struggle for survival?There are a couple of times in life when we are forced to redefine ourselves. This is one of them. And this part of the journey is going to be interesting.