with all the talk of saving (and rightly so, we don't want to be slaving away at 60) it has got me thinking. What if I stash all my hard earned savings away, only to die at 59? (no offence meant to our senior members, who have chosen their own path to happiness) Now of course, to live a life not preparing for the evening of our existence, is short sighted. But what of the now? What of the feeling that we have lived a full life of fun and enjoyment. Those of the Buddhist faith may disagree, but what if we do only have one life? Now we should provide a little help me up for our children, but how much and to what extent to our own sacrifice? I know of many things that I can do now that I fully expect I will not be able to do when I retire. The balance of now v. tomorrow is a very, yes very, personal one. I will raise the flag from personal experience however that preparing for an old age that doesn't come without significant recognition of the present is short sighted. Save as you must, save as you think you should, but please forget not the now.