I watched another man having a mid-life crisis, pull out of the Novak car dealership across the street in a silver convertible. My uncle ran that dealership. I scanned my dad’s car lot; the cars were much older with red numbers written on the windshields, and they were Hondas rather than BMWs. Dad was having an intense phone call in the dimly lit back office. From where I sat at the desk, I could hear snippets of the conversation that filtered through the gap through the door.
“How long… here?” Dad said.
I had no homework, so I swiveled around on my chair, and watched my dad bite his nails as he talked.
“No … get the money… just…” Dad caught my eye, and gave me a look that made me turn around again.
Then I heard the door click shut behind me.
After a while Dad’s phone call ended, and he walked out of
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“Fine, I got an A- in math,” I shrugged.
“Well that’s fantastic.”
“Jack, You know your uncle was good at math in school too,” Nana said.
“Yup, he was regular smart ass,” Dad said.
“Dennis,” Uncle James said tightly.
Dad smirked at him. “Shall we eat?”
Uncle James gave a sharp nod, and pulled an office chair over. “Mum this looks amazing.”
“You boys make me feel like I’m Gordon Ramsey or something,” Nana giggled.
I grabbed a sandwich and started to eat.
“Isn’t this nice? We never have lunch together anymore. Dennis what’s new with you?” Nana asked.
“I’m working on a big deal,” Dad said between bites.
I stopped chewing.
“Is it going to cost me money?” Uncle James asked.
“No. I don’t need your help.”
“Well don’t send a bill to me later. I won’t pay it this time,” Uncle James said.
“I’m fine. This deal is foolproof,” Dad said, wiping his fingers on his jeans.
“Nothing in business is foolproof, Dennis,” Uncle James said.
“This is. And it’s going to turn everything around for me. Just you wait.”
“Ookay,” Uncle James said.
Dad spent the rest of lunch smiling a little too widely to be
“Oh,” Grant muttered, mostly to himself, “well that’s good, I guess. Thanks, Auntie.” Grant shuffled over to the dining room to help finish setting the table with the other women. He didn’t look back.
"Right. We're having chicken and rice. Simple but it always has been a favorite of yours, Maxie hasn't it?" his mother said warmly.
“Mom, can I go to uncle Marks?”I asked. “Sure , go get your stuff ready and packed, and I’ll call them.”Ok! “Uncle mark said yes.” “But you are gonna make slime , so we are have to go get the glue.”
“He’s doing a lot better, Aunt Sue. He actually seems to like his new job at the accounting firm and he’s made a few friends in the city.”
My father says “I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier and It’s been a long day of celebrations and it is not easy see you become a man.”
Middle adulthood is a complex time period that requires a multidimensional outlook to understand all of the processes and changes that are taking place. The many changes during middle adulthood include physical, cognitive and social differences. Many of these changes create significant stress and it is important to understand ways of coping with the anxiety. Many of these coping mechanisms include mindfulness and cultivating a sense of self-efficacy and mastery (pg. 482). There are many changes during middle adulthood that may require stress management techniques and interventions.
“Now remember you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” My father said. “But I highly encourage that you do.” I just nodded silently.
A midlife crisis can affect both men and women. And it's effects can be pretty devastating for their spouses because they end up bearing the brunt of it.
"Middle age is when your classmates are so old and wrinkled and bald, they don’t recognize you". -Bennett Cerf
Mid-life transition can be seen as a difficult process because it is the point of our lives where we start to accept the end of our youth and begin the process of aging. For those who do not have a smooth emotional transition can suffer from a mid-life crisis.
"Your father want me to give this you when you're older. Too bad he's not alive to see you grow up, but I'm sure he's proud of you son."
It was late in the afternoon and me and my sister and cousin were bored and wanted to go on a golf cart ride. We all ran up to my grandpa and urged him to take us on a ride.” Alright, alright, i’ve got nothing better to do” he said, grunting as he got up from his chair and started walking towards the newly decorated golf cart, slouched over a bit when he walked, and as he
The late humorist, Erma Bombeck (1927-1996) once said, “Children make your life important.” I wonder if, when Ms. Bombeck made this claim, she had young children still at home. When my children were young, they needed much more of my time, which created in me a feeling of importance; however, as my children became adults, they needed less of my time. When they were young, my home was always busy and noisy, and I loved it. As the kids grew up, began working, became more independent, and eventually started moving out, I was left with extra time on my hands. With fewer people in a home, there were certainly fewer dishes to wash and less laundry to run. A few years ago, when this transition began, less of my time was spent cleaning, cooking, and rearing children. With more free time, I had a tendency to worry, and I felt lonely and sort of stuck in the house. I noticed my anxiety levels creeping up. I looked forward to weekends when my husband would be home with me and I had someone to socialize with. Enter my mid-life crisis! What does one do to combat the effect of a mid-life crisis? One does something reckless, of course. My recklessness took the form of riding motorcycles. When I decided to take up motorcycle riding, my initial thought was that I could save money on fuel for daily errands I might run, and I also thought it would be pretty cool to be a biker
“Okay, honey,” my dad started, nodding to my mom, “your mother and I have made a very important
She ground her teeth together, slammed her homework on the bench and stood. “No, dad. You know what would