I was 50 and I HATED it. Now at 70 I live down the street from my son and his family..they are around all the time and I love it. I was widowed 3 1/2 years ago and moved here 2 years ago after I retired. My precious DIL found this house for me and I have totally remodeled it. I would like to travel again but hate the thought of going alone so I feel very fortunate we traveled so extensively before Joe became ill. Sometimes I think about what I should do with the rest of my life..it seems there should be more but I am well. It is very difficult to make new friends at my age so I do a bit of volunteer work and manage to keep busy. I also dress and go out every day even if it is just to the store.