I'd like to start a conversation about mortality. I've been thinking a lot about my own lately for no particular reason I can discern. The feeling that comes upon me when I think of eventually no longer existing is one of absolute dread. It's not paralyzing but I have to actively push it out of my thoughts. I wonder, not jokingly, if this is the beginning of a "midlife crisis".
@hallmarc When I was around fifty I realized that while I could always earn more money, I could not get more time. That changed my thinking a bit. For the better, I think.
@ImagineThat my "difficulty" with this is that I'm 53 and still have preteen children. I know that I'm lucky enough to be receiving more assets/money when my dad and in-laws go but I want to make sure that whatever happens to me and my wife, my kids will 100% be OK. So I work in what has become a bit of a boring job and I'm constantly frightened of losing it for whatever reason. I've come to understand the meaning of "rat race".