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Mom’s Retirement, 1998, Age 62
Life.
The natural ebb and flow.
Inhale. Exhale. Repeat.
Change is in the air.
I feel like I’ve been particularly introspective this week, in a good way. Having made a huge, life-changing decision, it seems rather fitting. After 27 years, I left the only company I’ve ever worked for as an adult… 27 years. A lifetime. But it was time. Beyond time, probably.
Paralyzed by What Ifs
By nature, I’m not a risk taker. For most of my 48 years, I’ve played it safe. Followed the rules. Colored inside the lines. Did what the world expected. I haven’t taken a lot of chances. Until now.
Mom’s Retirement Party
Seeing my mom suffer the ravages of Alzheimer’s for the better part of a decade. Watching as this disease robbed her of the opportunity to live the retirement she had planned and prepared for so carefully. Friends…
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