My life is not at all similar to my ancestors, and I am extremely grateful for that

The reason for this is that going back 4 generations in my father's line, I don't see too much happiness. I am the first person in this line for over 200 years that could really say that they have had a really happy life.
My g.g. grandfather was a labourer, who died of TB in the workhouse at 61 years of age.
My g. grandfather was a bricklayer, who died of pneumonia at the age of 41, two years after the birth of his 8th child.
My grandfather was a bricklayer, whose wife died giving birth to twins (who survived) at the age of 34. He turned from a loving family man to one who sought solice at the bottom of a bottle.
My father was left motherless at the age of 6, and he was brought up by an aunt who was widowed after only 5 years of marriage, and who did not have any children of her own. He was so miserable that he ran away to join the navy. My father's first wife died a slow death from cancer of the ear, leaving him to bring up their son as best he could.
On the other hand, I have never wanted for anything, and both of my parents were there for me right into adulthood. I did lose my father when I was only 35, but it didn't leave me emotionally scarred. I have been married to the same woman for over 36 years, and we are very happy together. I have never been out of work, and at the moment I run a small business which provides a good standard of living.
So, I am really very glad that I have "bucked the trend" in my father's family line (I hope !)