In my late sixties, and my life is not at all what I imagined in my idealized version. I am single and caring for my adult disabled daughter. My social life is pretty limited. And yet, life is great! I am blessed with good health, I am financially comfortable, and most importantly I have a sense of purpose. Caring for my daughter presents a lot of challenges, but it’s the most enriching thing I could be doing now. When we graduated high school (going to my 50th reunion next weekend) we were told that life is what we make it. I would add one word. Life is what we make OF it. Life rarely conforms to our idealized version. As they say, “Life happens”. Finding meaning and purpose, and joy, in what happens is the key.