At 44 you have a lot of happy memories of your adventures. You also have a beautiful daughter to share those with. At 44 you still have a lot of runway left.
By runway I think you mean plenty of more time to take off or maybe discover a meaningful career etc.
Truthfully, I don’t want to do anything but build trail and retire to van living with a large side of back packing. My families judging and constant disapproval of anything I did or desired haunted me for ever but thankfully I let that shit go over the last bunch of years. Holding on to that sort of stuff is so toxic.
The best part is realizing that all that crap is what made me into who I am and drove me straight toward those amazing adventures. I’m thankful for it all now
At times I wished I was normal and understood most people’s desires for the American Dream and making money but it’s just not me.
“Enough about me, I want to hear about you and what you think about me.”