Handling the Seasons of Life

Facing the phase three

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When I was a teen in the 1970s, I experienced a classic existential crisis. Though I’d never heard the term, or of Kierkegaard for that matter, I managed to bore my friends with angst-ridden monologues questioning the meaning of life. Why were we here? What was the point of it all? No one really knew. More importantly, the people I was hanging with at the time weren’t…