In two days I walk away from the working world, I hope for the last time. It’s goodbye Working Me and hello spotless homemaker Retirement Me. My knickers are in a knot. My limbs are tingling, the fight-or-flight alarm is coursing through my veins. I can’t sit still or focus. I want to run (but…
Have you ever wondered how it would be the day you retire? How it would feel? Most of us joke, even yearn for it, but the truth is, until it’s actually here, I don’t believe we have a clue. How have you prepared? You know it’s coming. I don’t think it registers, truly settles in…
Anxiety. Fear. Breath-taking. Make that take-the-life-out-of-me-lung-deflating. Beauty. Peace. Energized. Make that filling-me-with-new-life-energized. Retirement.
Bad news is: You cannot make people like, love, understand, validate, accept or be nice to you. You can’t control them either. Good news is: It doesn’t matter. ~Author Unknown
My daughter Kelsey, an Instructional Assistant (IA) at a local grade school, who received these roses Thursday at work, allowed me to share this humorous and heart-warming story. In addition to the roses which she left at the school overnight, Kelsey received this note the following day from Mr. Meyer, her co-worker. Here’s what happened.…
I am not interested in being original. I am interested in being true. Agostinho da Silva
finding merle 