These threads always depress me because so many people appear to have a weirdly low bar for ‘perfect’, and it’s nearly always ‘married with children, a detached house and a nice car and x holidays pa’.
I think the concept of a ‘perfect life’ is nonsense, but if I had to pick two friends who are leading very good lives, with a lot of enjoyment, satisfaction, good relationships, beauty etc, they would be
(1) friend in her 50s who is longterm single and childfree, left her corporate career after becoming seriously ill, and now lives very simply by teaching yoga, does a lot of environmental volunteering, sea swims daily etc
and
(2) friend in her 70s, an astonishing artist, but who has only in the last ten years got any recognition for her work, lives with her husband, a ceramicist, in a knackered farmhouse in a remote area, and for most of her life paid her bills by teaching meditation. Very happy, united couple, very rich minds, lives centred around their work, little money, beautiful place to live, lots of time outdoors.
These lives absolutely aren’t ‘perfect’ (the first friend has had cancer, and also a bad accident when cycling, and a natural disaster has meant her house is currently uninhabitable, while the second friend would like to have had children, and to have had more recognition for her work earlier), but they’re good, satisfying lives.