Mid-life crisis, or is it?

Why is it considered a crisis?
What is your immediate interpretation of this term?
Why is it typically applied to men aged somewhere between 35 and 50 who are questioning and challenging their life and achievements so far? Wondering ‘is it enough?’ Perhaps feeling an element of guilt, that they haven’t done enough to fulfil themselves or that they have so much compared to others who are suffering in this world.

What if this period of questioning wasn’t met with such a negative label?

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The Garden I Grew Up In – Bees and Butterflies

Bees

I’m here, laying on the grass of the garden I grew up in. I’m watching the honey bees elegantly dance over and cling like hummingbirds on the clover blooms. The light of the evening sun is illuminating the subtle colours and its warmth is welcomed.
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