Maybe it's turning 40, maybe it's juggling full time work, kids, family. I feel like my kids have taken over my life in terms of being worried or frustrated or angry but also my top source of joy... and subsumed me. In short, I feel my kids have become my life purpose.
I can't help wonder what I'd do for myself as DC grow up and seek their own paths? Still a while away but you know, days are long and years are short yada. I have a variety of casual hobbies but nothing of the depth of passion like with DC. I want to retire early as i dont enjoy corporate life massively, but will face an empty nest then. I cannot face the thought of doing volunteering or gardening or playing bridge or just walking around... you know, old people stuff. No interest in travelling, adrenalin sports etc - been there done that in 20s and 30s - for which im lucky and grateful for. Do I just wither and wait to die off when the kids are independent adults?
Was reading this article and despairing.