I’m 48 and have come to the realization I can no longer “die young”.

Not that I'm dying or have any inclination to do so, but if I died today, I would not feel as though my life has been cut short in any way. I've lived a lot in 48 years. I've loved 3 spouses, the third of which I wake up next to every day who is my absolute favorite by far and a wonderful human. I've traveled enough that if I never traveled again, I wouldn't be missing anything. I run a small business and it would be so peaceful to never have any work related responsibilities ever again, although I enjoy the work now. I've taken massive shroom trips over the years which have been the best traveling I've ever done, and without having to leave my home, they have helped me see everything and chilled me out in a great way. I am at peace with the world and all its flaws. I am at peace with myself. I am genuinely happy with life. And while I'm probably going to be here for a while to come, and I'll enjoy every minute of it, even as I lay here sick with a miserable winter cold, it's all gravy going forward.