Turning sixty-five seems to have brought with it sadness, and a feeling of farewell to a younger me. There is regret that I wasted so much time feeling unworthy and undeserving. Regret about choices I made, or decisions that I could have made. Necessary losses.
It feels like a milestone. Certainly society views it that way, by awarding me with benefits like discounts on trains and planes, or retirement plans. So many people either assume I have retired already, or ask me when I will – as if there is no other way for me at this point. And they are right. I am heading into retirement. These are changes that seem formidable to me. No turning back from them. A new era.
A time that feels out of my control because the end of this journey is terminal. On the other hand, it has the potential to be peaceful, once I can come to terms with the new reality of my life. I am now, officially, a senior.
A year ago at Mining Nuggets: Sifting through faded papers
Happy birthday.. hope it was an excellent one and enjoyed teh day...
Posted by: Tamar Flower | June 10, 2014 at 11:12 AM