Revisiting Midlife Crisis

Almost two years after declaring that my midlife crisis was almost over (On Midlife Crisis), I realized that it is far from over. I am perhaps in the midst of it.

Yesterday, the massacre in Norway, the passing of Amy Winehouse, the continuation of extreme heat and something MrD said that I perceived to be mean,  all of a sudden, I felt this extreme sadness that I could not shake off and I started to cry.

The sensation and feeling of your body's decline is reminding us everyday that we are marching towards death. The realization that death is not a single event, but is the accumulation of all small deteriorations only intensifies the sadness. We are dying bit by bit. The integrity of your system is falling apart slowly. Some people do not want to participate in this type of death. Some one I know said "I am not afraid of death, but of suffering." She died within a month at the age of 43. Amy Winehouse and those of 27 Club probably belong to this group of not wanting to participate in suffering.

On the other hand, nothing else has changed. Food still tastes delicious. Flowers are beautiful. Midnight walk along the river is enormously enjoyable. Human goodness are seen everywhere.

It is normal to question one's existence once in a blue moon. I am sure Rachel Haywire was questioning her existence when she compiled "10 Reasons to Live".

Get over the sadness and Get on with life.