My wife and I used to work together, until the financial crisis upended everything. At 49 we left our jobs, sold the house and moved to the US to the town where I lived as a college student. It was very weird to start a new career (in a related field, but not the same) and a new life in a place that was vaguely familiar, but that had clearly changed a lot in thirty years. Eight years later I have to say it has all worked out pretty well.
I also started cycling again at age 52 after a ten-year hiatus.
Trying to embrace technology with mixed results and mixed feelings.