I think I'd be enjoying the career advancement my (now postponed) return to school would have afforded me.
The extra income from me working might have taken care of the kitchen update that was supposed to happen 3 years ago. My landscaping might have been renovated as I had planned to do myself. We might own the $15K tractor we hoped to get that would have enabled me to DO the landscaping, and would save my husbands poor knees. (our mower is a "walk behind" self propelled type, but on two acres with banks its tough).
I would not fear DH having knee surgery and he would be more mobile, and in much less pain. He too would be enjoying these years.
I would be dreaming of, and planning for "RETIREMENT." Instead I am in fear of it.
I have to believe I'd be spending a lot more time being "Mimi" to my granddaughter and loving every minute of it.
I believe my kids would have greater self-confidence because their father would have been instrumental in gettting them there.
I know the great philosophical statement that "Love will get us through anything" is a great mantra.
I just wish something as easy as love really was a panacea....................and we could all "Love-away Alzheimer's Disease."