Oh man I second this, in spades if that's possible. I am 57 and both parents are gone RIP (mom died age 31, Dad age 62). My Dad lived for retirement and he never got there. All those plans, all those dreams all that rainy day money...he had to accept reality in a hospice bed. Hard it was but I learned one thing...Live for today. My oldest daughter is 31 and about to give birth to the first grandchild. Like @Rugar89 said, seems like only a few years ago I was strapping her in the front seat of my truck every morning.