50 here. Married, 2 teenager kids, all in excellent physical and mental health, extended family and friends, no mortgage, good savings, own a profitable compan

50 here. Married, 2 teenager kids, all in excellent physical and mental health, extended family and friends, no mortgage, good savings, own a profitable company, running a small offshoot startup, Angel co-invest in a handful of startups, chair a veteran support charity, and still serve in the military in a limited specialist capacity. Beyond my family, I tend to swap around with the above with 1-2 of the above list “deep” and the rest of the list “shallow” in terms of my time/attention. So my life is like my kindle reading list and podcast queue, overflowing and growing faster than I can ever possibly consume it. Whack-a-mole comes to mind. But I’m smiling while I’m playing this chaotic game I created for myself. Happiness is in my life, but so is melancholy. I’ve climbed some mountains(literally and figuratively), regretfully abandoned a few peaks, but remain focused on the mountains yet to climb while I am still able. I view happiness as the pursuit of it, journey towards it, and the memorable idiosyncrasies of life discovered along the way, rather than the temporary arrival at a destination called happiness. So journey over destination.