Most of My Life Is Over — and I’m Not Done Yet
Published on February 14, 2026
I am Elize Vivier, and at 56 I’ve had a realization that landed softly but stayed heavy: most of my life is already behind me.
That sentence can sound sad. Some days it is. Other days it feels like clarity.
What surprised me most wasn’t the fear of endings, but the urgency of beginnings. Because even now — especially now — I still need and want to do so much more.
I look around and see the evidence of a lifetime of curiosity and intention. Shelves, bins, and baskets filled with yarn. Enough yarn for two lifetimes, maybe more. Each skein bought with a plan in mind, or at least a feeling. Comfort. Hope. A future version of me who would have the time.
This blog is an invitation to travel with me as I finally become that version.
I want to make things with this yarn — not perfectly, not efficiently, but honestly. I want to learn new techniques, even when my hands fumble and my brain resists. I want to finish projects that have been waiting patiently in bags for years… and yes, I will probably start new ones before the old ones are done. Some projects may remain half finished forever, and that’s okay too. They still held joy while they lived.
This isn’t a blog about productivity or mastery. It’s about making. About choosing to use what we have instead of saving it for “someday.” About accepting that time is finite — and creating anyway.
If most of my life is over, then what remains matters even more.
So come along. Sit with me among the yarn. Let’s learn, make mistakes, unravel, and begin again. There’s still so much thread left to follow. 🧶
That sentence can sound sad. Some days it is. Other days it feels like clarity.
What surprised me most wasn’t the fear of endings, but the urgency of beginnings. Because even now — especially now — I still need and want to do so much more.
I look around and see the evidence of a lifetime of curiosity and intention. Shelves, bins, and baskets filled with yarn. Enough yarn for two lifetimes, maybe more. Each skein bought with a plan in mind, or at least a feeling. Comfort. Hope. A future version of me who would have the time.
This blog is an invitation to travel with me as I finally become that version.
I want to make things with this yarn — not perfectly, not efficiently, but honestly. I want to learn new techniques, even when my hands fumble and my brain resists. I want to finish projects that have been waiting patiently in bags for years… and yes, I will probably start new ones before the old ones are done. Some projects may remain half finished forever, and that’s okay too. They still held joy while they lived.
This isn’t a blog about productivity or mastery. It’s about making. About choosing to use what we have instead of saving it for “someday.” About accepting that time is finite — and creating anyway.
If most of my life is over, then what remains matters even more.
So come along. Sit with me among the yarn. Let’s learn, make mistakes, unravel, and begin again. There’s still so much thread left to follow. 🧶