I had been feeling old for quite some time, getting perimenopause, feeling no physical energy, bones creaking more, memory going, being listlist, yada. Then Natasha Richardson died and that really rattled me.

She's just a couple years younger than me and I thought, "She had a whole half of a life to live!"
I know she already had, what seemed like a full, great life. I'd give anything to have a hubby who loves me the way it was obvious Liam Neeson loved her. She had a family, an established career. Was going to work on a Broadway play with her mom. She was actively supporting an AIDS charity. Still, I think she could have contributed so much more.
I had to take a good hard look at the fact that: how could I think
she had a good half a life ahead of her, and
I was/am feeling OLD.

Don't I have a good half a life ahead of me in which I can still do something great with and contribute?
I think I will turn my thoughts to that part of the population of the United States, Centenarians, estimated at 96,548 on November 1, 2008.
Yes, I heard over a decade ago that Centenarians, people who turn 100 are the quickest growing population in America. That one day, Willard Scott will need a whole hour on The Today Show to wish everyone in America, Happy Birthday, one day.
I was actually reading a book in which the main character just turned 40 and she was complaining she was "middle aged." I went, "Whoa! I don't think of 40 as "middle aged." Women, particularly, are living to about 90 now. So 4
5 is "middle age." (Yes, as you get here,
each year counts.

) Even so, by the time a person
now 45 reaches 90, science & health will have so improved in the next 45 years, that people then will be living way beyond 90. And not as an old, creaky, bag of bones.
I now break my life up into thirds, if I'm expecting to live to 90. I consider the 40's to be part of my "mid years." That (for me,) is way different from a "middle aged," bury me in the ground, type of mentality.
Even Jane Fonda, at 71, in her recent autobiography, says she's in her
third act.
Still, MJ & Farrah dying rattled me. I grew up with these two.
