I suppose the first question to be answered is what the “it” is in the title. I can say that the it varies from person to person and is determined by our life circumstances, to some degree.
Thoreau is quoted as saying that "The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it".
No. I’m not hanging . . .
Midlife men, I’d mentioned awhile back that I had been reading a book on growing older. It contains relatively short chapters on topics such as regret, fear, joy, relationships, and such, over 30 different topics. A chapter on ‘meaning’ touched a nerve recently. It seemed particularly relevant to me and captures what I think is a key question . . .
I find myself thinking more and more about what kind of life I want to be living. Perhaps it is due to my age and the speed by which the years continue to fly by. It seems like I’m only living about one out of every three years that go by on the calendar.
I often find myself referencing an event as happening a year or two ago that . . .
Note: This blog was originally posted on 4060men.com on May 26, 2011. I've been remarried now for over three years.
At any one time, I’m on at least one dating website. These days, I’m on only one. Well, I get a message from one gal with whom I had just started communicating that ended with the question, ‘What are your faults?’. . .
I’m thinking about all the millions of people out there, mostly men, who are stewing in their own soup right now wondering if or when they will be found out. From those in jobs we might say are in sensitive areas, such as the White House, Congress and the Pentagon, to church pastors and mini-celebrities like Josh Duggar, each one probably has . . .
Recently I was reminded that my thinking about life may need adjustment, especially when it comes to my assumptions about how many years I have left on this earth. For the most part, I charge into things more or less like I did 20 or 30 years ago. While I’m more selective as to what kinds of things I’ll charge into, the basic M.O. seems the . . .
One of the great things about being single, an adult, and being independent in so many ways is that I don’t have to do much I don’t want to do. The flip side of that is that I can do what I want to do, more or less. That is both a great enabling thing and a terribly debilitating thing.
As midlife men, single midlife men at that, it . . .