When you're 55 your kids are adults and possibly on the verge of having kids of their own.
This eventuality is alarming and impossibly sweet at the very same time.
Your metabolism no longer seems to be changing; It emphatically has.
You no longer look at career as how much you've got left to accomplish...
Rather it becomes how much time you have left to accomplish it.
If you're very fortunate your parents are still around, albeit barely. Every minute is cherished in this very finite time.
If you're equally as fortunate you've lost a parent and even 8 years later their memory drains a duct of tears...
In which case they've forever touched you in a way that is impossible to quantify;
When you're 55.