Some of us have figured this one out: More than enough money can be, well, a form of wealth. Maybe having a hefty reserve and the ability to treat ourselves now and then is the New Wealth. It's personal. And, after the gyrations of the 21st century so far, it feels like a miracle. So what if we are not listed in Forbes as among the Global Wealthy.
I can plan to take trips over the coming holidays such as Thanksgiving and Christmas, stay in motels, and nose around about buying a getaway. I won't be bunking or real-estate shopping where celebrities do but that no longer matters. Adversity unbundles values from any vestige of "Let Us Praise Famous Men."
Perhaps finally, through a combo experience of hard times and super-human professional struggel, we Baby Boomers have grown up. Memes don't rule us. Financial pragmatism does. As long as we can pay our bills and not put a dent in our new nest eggs we are doing just great, aren't we.