I share your sentiments on this. I think this has been true for me throughout my entire life. In my thirties I thought it was all over, and yet with hindsight I realise how incredibly young I still was then.

At 60, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s fruitless to worry about the future, and to try in a way to embrace that uncertainty. If I wake up feeling relatively physically well then that’s a great starting point for me now. I then try and identify one thing I’m going to do during the day, however small, that will make me happy; even if that’s just a 15 minute walk around the block to take in the sights and sounds, or read a few chapters of a book. My goal is to have enjoyed the day, and found some happiness. Tomorrow is just a false premise, there’s no guarantee it will arrive, I just want to embrace the here and now.



Jeff.