yes, I think I may be entering a mid life crisis now. That may be what brought me to this forum; and kept my interest....
I turn 48 next month, guess I always have been a late bloomer. I am not sure if the crisis I am experiencing is in reaction to my fathers recent passing; followed very quickly by the passing of my wifes sister due to breast cancer; or if it is just a change in lifes season. There has been an emotional rollercoaster due to these deaths in my life and my wifes. But life does go on. Life goes on its routine day to day ( the children are a tremendous anchor to keep that routine---this is a good thing); but I can sense that something in the foundation of my life has shifted.
I am fortunate enough to have some good sturdy Mediterranean genes; tough skin no wrinkles and I tend to look much younger such that people are surprised when they hear my age; so it is not a "I'm getting older" problem. I do not mind growing older, ( that is, as long as the hydraulics work!) and actually have always wanted to be one of the gracious, white haired grandfathers who plays with their grandkids ( think of the opening scene of "The Godfather".)
My life is something well ordered and routine; perfect wife; perfect kids; perfect house; right out of a "Norman Rockwell" painting. I have had incredible impluses to just drop everything; take my kids ( I would NEVER leave them) and relocate to Italy. Whether or not my wife comes is her decision. I tried to do this directly after the 9/11 incident ; and the wave of uncertainty that swept over NYC and Long Island ; she stopped me; arguing that the children would be safer in the USA; with all the anti American thinking abroad. She was right ; and I admit a bit more rationale about this than me. In hindsight it was less intrusive to the children to not uproot them.
I studied architecture in Italy and have some wonderful memories of living there. It was, after my jolt out of JWland, a place where I literally went through a "renaissance" of my life. I have returned; and it has always been with a feeling of intense belonging. ( perhaps my ancestors calling to me?) And my wife has always been a part of it, like another well fitting piece of my life.
I can't help but wonder if my experiences as one of JWs has any bearing on any of this and I think not. It is purely an insecurity born of ...boredom? predictability? A need for more...what? I have everything I could ever want or ever dreamed of wanting. I do not know. It certainly will not be calmed by a new flashy sportscar...or an affair with a younger woman.
So I continue my routine day to day; and stay committed to my responsibilites; focusing on things like rebuilding parts of the house; cultivating the gardens at the house; building a new grape pergola; taking the kids to their dance classes and soccer games, etc, etc....eventually this feeling has to pass...my wife is the centerpiece of my "world" so to speak; the children are the icing on the cake--they always come first. But my wife listens patiently to my rants, desires and general insecurities and has agreed to follow me to Italy AGAIN (she has done it before; and will most likely do it again) after the kids are grown. Perhaps a family vacation to Italy some summer when the kids are a bit older... perhaps..in the meantime there is a certain peace to the routine...and I know I should not indulge myself with these silly questions, but should just do what is expected of me and count my blessings,,,
.and this will most likely end when my 13 year old daugher discovers boys.....HAH, now that will be something to wake me up.
I take great consolation to know that I cannot be the first to go through ...whatever this is...