
“Have you ever seen a trailer hitched to a hearse on the way to a funeral?”
Ron Oneill said it to me over the phone.
It wasn’t how the conversation started. It came after I had been talking about the past. Old stories, a few things that never quite resolved, and that familiar question of whether closure is something you find or something you eventually stop expecting.
There was a pause when I finished. Then he said it.
I laughed. “That’s your takeaway?”
He didn’t laugh. “Think about it.”
That’s Ron. We have known each other long enough that calling him a friend feels incomplete. He is more like a brother. The kind of relationship where nothing needs to be filtered and the truth can show up directly, sometimes wrapped in humor, but never softened
“I’ve never seen one,” I said.
“Exactly,” he replied. “You spend your whole life accumulating things. Money. Titles. Stuff. Even versions of yourself. And none of it goes with you.”
It was funny. And then it wasn’t.
Because when something like that comes from someone who has seen you across decades, it lands differently. It stops being a clever line and starts feeling like recognition. The kind of truth only a lifelong friend can deliver, and the kind of wisdom that takes a second to settle in.
Somewhere in that moment, the conversation shifted. Away from what had not been resolved, and toward something else entirely. What might not need to be carried at all.
When Reflection Stops Being Optional
Reflection does not arrive with ceremony in your fifties. It shows up gradually, almost quietly. In conversations that go deeper than expected. In moments that carry more weight than they used to. In the realization that you are no longer just moving forward, you are also looking back.
Not to relive things, but to understand them. What worked. What did not. What stayed longer than it should have. What mattered more than you realized at the time.
And somewhere in that process, regret tends to appear.
Regret is often framed as something to avoid or quickly move past. But the reality is more complicated. Research shows that unresolved regret is associated with lower well being and life satisfaction (see this systematic review on regret and well-being ).
Which makes it harder to dismiss.
Regret is not simply a sign that something went wrong. More often, it is a signal that something mattered. The question is not whether it exists, but what you do with it once it shows up.
There is a difference between reflection and getting stuck. Looking back can increase life satisfaction when it leads to meaning and clarity, particularly through structured life review (explored in this integrative review on life review and mental health ). But when it becomes repetition without resolution, it tends to reinforce anxiety and fatigue.
Same memories. Different outcome.
So the question is not whether we reflect. It is whether that reflection leads somewhere.
What Actually Matters More Than We Thought
This stage of life carries a kind of weight that is easy to underestimate. A growing number of adults in their fifties report feeling some version of loneliness or disconnection, even while their lives remain full of responsibility and activity (see national findings summarized in JAMA on loneliness in adults 50+ ).
It is not collapse. It is accumulation.
And that accumulation shifts what we pay attention to.
One of the more revealing findings in long term research is that relationship satisfaction in midlife is a stronger predictor of later life health and happiness than traditional physical health markers, as shown in insights from the Harvard Study of Adult Development .
That lands differently when you sit with it.
Because much of what we reflect on is not material. It is relational. Conversations not had. Time not prioritized. People we assumed would always be there.
At the same time, purpose begins to matter in a different way. Not necessarily as a dramatic reinvention, but as a quieter sense that what you are doing still connects to something meaningful. Large longitudinal studies show that a stronger sense of purpose is associated with better long term health outcomes and even lower mortality risk.
And then there is contribution. Not the headline version of reinvention, but the quieter act of staying engaged. Helping, mentoring, building, supporting. Research suggests that consistent engagement in these kinds of activities is linked to better physical, mental, and social outcomes over time.
There is a word for this. Generativity.
It sounds academic, but the idea is simple. Contributing beyond yourself. It turns out to be one of the more reliable ways people offset the weight that comes with this stage of life, with studies linking generative activity to lower depressive symptoms and improved well-being (see research on generativity and mental health ).

What We Choose to Carry Forward
The story you tell yourself about this stage of life matters more than it might seem. People who see it as a period of decline tend to experience it that way. People who see it as a period of continued growth tend to experience better outcomes over time (see this study on aging perception and health outcomes ).
Same years. Different lens.
And reflection plays a role in shaping that lens.
I keep coming back to Ron’s question. Not because it needs an answer, but because it changes the frame. If none of it goes with you, what exactly are you holding onto?
Old versions of yourself that no longer fit. Regret that has not been examined. Stories that made sense once but feel outdated now.
Or something else. Perspective. Clarity. A better sense of what actually matters.
Because by this point, the accumulation is not just external. It is internal. And reflection, for all its discomfort, may be less about looking back and more about deciding what is worth carrying forward.
Maybe the goal is not closure.
Maybe it is selection.
I still think about that call.
I do not expect to have a trailer hitched when my time comes. But I have a feeling Ron will be there. He will insist on driving the hearse. We will both be wearing Blues Brothers sunglasses like we are getting away with something.
And for that last stretch, I like to think I will be riding up front with him. Two guys who have spent a lifetime talking about everything and nothing, still finding a way to laugh at the absurdity of it all.
If there is any wisdom in the final act, it may not come from what we carried.
It may come from what we finally learned to put down.









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Fifty is too young to have the kind of thoughts, recriminations and or regrets about life the article explores. I was working my ass off in the tech world, helping young adults find their way, playing golf, traveling, seeing concerts and shows and chasing the wife around the house at 50 … and well beyond, including today as I am within weeks of turning 75! Oh, in the words sung by Sinatra as written by Paul Anka, “regrets, I’ve had a few, but too few to remember.” Occasionally I ruminate about how I could have played varsity basketball with a little more abandon, and what I might have done to grab the gold ring on the tech carousel, rather than the silver I worked to achieve and did. That’s about it. Now, I’m playing the best golf of my life — I’m a six handicap — taking care of a nine-month-old, beautiful granddaughter two days a week and walking and playing with our Golden Retriever everyday. I maintain meaningful friendships with literally dozens of friends, male and female, am planning three or four trips over the next four months, and tonight, heading to an East Austin club to see our son’s band, Motion Planet play the 10 PM show! You 60-something’s need to sack up.
Great response and the wisdom in your age shows old friend. You figured it out and are a great example for those of us to follow. Well done sir. Hat tip.
typo in my last sentence. It’s the 50-somethings (as well as any 60-somethings) who need to sack up.