Expanding Lifespans

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Last Saturday I woke up to the radio newsreader saying that people aged 65 now would, on average, live until the age of 84. In fact for women, the lifespan is 86.  My happy mind thought “Great, if that statistic applies to a midlife woman like me in her 50s too then I have another  30 years before I leave this mortal coil. That is three decades. Wow! When I took out a 25 year mortgage in my 20s it seemed a lifetime commitment and when I look back at what I have achieved in the last 30 years, the list is very long indeed.

I tried to remember what it felt like to be 26; what I was doing, where I was living and what my priorities were. So, 30 years ago, I was probably between boyfriends; buying my first flat in London (tiny but mine), and I was in a really exciting and incredibly busy job. I actually had a very senior and responsible job for my age in a dynamic small organisation. I didn’t understand that at the time because I had nothing to compare it with. I didn’t know either that it would be one of very few jobs in which I’d be an employee and that for most of my working life I’d be self-employed or running small businesses with a handful of like-minded people in an industry my 26 year self knew nothing about. I didn’t know that I had yet to meet someone I’d live with for 17 years or that the relationship would end and I’d move on. I didn’t know I’d visit some amazing countries in my 30s but that I wouldn’t ever have children.

So switching the telescope from looking at the past to the future, I have 30 years to achieve some great new things.  The experience of being a midlife woman tells me things will happen which will take me down new paths and in directions that right now I can’t imagine. I know there will be things I want which I won’t get, and things that I get which I didn’t ask for but which are great nonetheless, and that some bad stuff will happen too but it will turn out okay. Remember its time and experience that gives you perspective.

So if you are feeling worn down by everyone telling you the bad stuff about being a midlife woman (and that ‘everyone’ may include you) remember life is an adventure.  Think positive.  It’s time to get excited about the future.  Make some plans, think longer term and remember there is lots still to happen.

Are you happy?

Are you happy right now?  Happy about your life, about the way you feel about yourself, your job, your relationship, your family, your friendships? If the answer is no to one or more of these and you are a midlife woman then, according to a recent survey, you are not alone.  The Office of National Statistics (ONS) survey on wellbeing, found that people aged 40-59 are the least happy, have the lowest levels of life satisfaction and the highest levels of anxiety of any age group.  A coalescence of factors are cited as possible causes including financial pressures, having children later which means your parents are aging at the same time as you are caring for young children, and an uncertain job market coinciding with the time you reach the peak in your career.  Interestingly life satisfaction is higher for people aged 65+.  Will I become happier as I reach a magic age or rather are the current cohort of 65+ happy because they are retired on a good pension?

I suspect this is more a question of our generation.  Women like me – aged 50+, living in an affluent democracy in the Western world – are the first generation to have very real choices and high expectations of life.  My education, my career and my financial independence have enabled me to do a lot supported by a gradual change in society towards equality between men and women. My generation of women believed and spoke up for our rights and we continue to do that.  It is all good.  Yet recently I sometimes feel ‘So is that it?’  Doors are closing but it is hard to find new ones to open.  I was brought up to believe I could open all the doors, if I wanted.   I do understand why so many people in their 50s don’t feel happy with their lot.

But happiness is a state of mind.  We all know people who in the face of huge adversity remain optimistic about the future, philosophical and pragmatic about where they are in life right now and find happiness in the everyday.  However to achieve happiness you do need to make sense of your life and make a deal with yourself that you will commit to being happy.  I’d argue you owe yourself that.  The one person you have to live with forever and for whom you are 100% responsible is YOU, no one else.

There are numerous tools out there to advise on how you find happiness – from wellness gurus, books on mindfulness, yoga and meditation classes to a list of anything between 3 and 15 things you need to do to be happy.  Type ‘how to be happy’ into google and see what comes up.  Clearly the findings of the ONS survey suggests we are either not taking the advice or not doing it right. But maybe there is a first step that doesn’t appear on the average self help list.

Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? is the title of a book by the wonderful Jeanette Winterson and published in 2011.  It is the story of a life’s work to find happiness. It is a very personal story in which Winterson revisits her own childhood and her relationship with her mother to make sense of her life and find peace with herself.  Looking up Winterson’s age, I discover we are both 56, she is just 10 days older than me as it happens. While her life story is very different to mine, the book contains some universal touch points that give you pause for thought.  The book reminds me just how much places and people’s attitudes have changed.  It can be salutary to remember that you view your past in the knowledge of today and you are in danger of judging it by a set of values that didn’t apply at the time.   The title of the book is a quote from her mother. It captures something many women of my generation will find familiar; a mother who cannot understand striving for happiness.  Money, security, respectability and vocation might all be legitimate goals but not happiness.

What Winterson’s book taught me is that if you want to be happy you first need to slay your own dragons or at least put out their fiery breath. Then it will become a lot easier to follow the 3 or the 15 points to happiness.  In fact you might choose to write a new set that you discover works for you.

I think most of my dragons are slain, though occasionally I find one sleeping and I disturb its slumbers accidentally.  Largely I am happy.  In fact happier now than I’ve been for a long while.  I don’t have a magic formula or even a list of how to be happy but I do recommend everyone goes in search of their dragons.  You might find one or two lurking in a wardrobe somewhere.  And on the days when I think ‘Is this it?’, I either remind myself just how good ‘it’ actually is or say ‘No it isn’t because I still have to ……(fill the gap) to do. And I need to get started today’.