I do. Now that I’m in my early 40s I just have a feeling of being able to breathe again - and not because I’m finally in a good place career-wise, a stable relationship or have grown-up kids. I’m a single mum to dc who are still young and I’m starting a brand new career! I mean that I feel a lot more content with the small joys in life, going for a long walk on a Sunday, being totally over nights out, not getting FOMO about “exciting” things my friends have been to that I’ve missed out on, not feeling the need to have a partner, not “searching for who I am” anymore, not always searching for the next exciting thing, not measuring my value in what others think of me, or constantly worrying if I’m funny enough/interesting enough etc. It’s very liberating and I’m surprisingly a lot more content with a life I would have considered unbearably boring 15 years ago. I’m wondering if this is what “life begins at 40” is supposed to mean. And if others relate to this saying, perhaps in a different way? And why/why not?