I started working at age sixteen and retired at age fifty nine. My retirement came suddenly and unexpectedly. I had no plans or expectations. I was completely blindsided and unprepared.
The first year was difficult. I didn’t know how to feel about myself with no job and no income. There were feelings of worthlessness, confusion and anxiety. It wasn’t a good transition. I don’t recommend it to anyone.
Slowly I started to fill my time with some worthwhile activities. They certainly helped but I was still floundering.
At the same time, my first grandson was born. Now that was super! I had plenty of time to spend with the baby and I did. What great memories I have now.
That started the formation of my philosophy of being a Granny. I knew then I wanted to be intentional about my actions and positive about my attitude.
I started sewing for my grandson and found some likeminded women to sew with. Life was getting better and I was more active.
It seemed the more I sewed and the more I joined other women who sewed, the happier I became. So, of course, I did more . . . . and more . . . . and more.
Now I am a quilter who belongs to six sewing groups – from a quilting bee to a wool embroidery group to an applique group. And my grandson, now 14, is one of six grandchildren that I have sewn many items for.
Retirement is such a blessing to me and I am busier now than when I was working. My life is also much more joyful. I don’t have to rush or be in a hurry. I have no deadlines, unless they are self-imposed. I can take my time now.
Retirement gives me time to do what I want, when I want. That includes more activities at church, lunch with the girls, sewing and maybe a good nap now and then.
Gramps and I have more time together. We talk more, share more, laugh more and hold hands more. We have time to go out for dinner, see movies, visit with friends and sing in the church choir.
Combining grandchildren with retirement is absolutely heaven sent! I can’t think of a better reason to keep working to retirement age.
In a word, retirement gives me time. Over the years I have learned the best ways to spend that precious commodity to enrich my life and my family’s life.
In the beginning, I wasted my time and I regret that very much. But no more. Every moment is a gift and it only comes once.
I have plans now. I have expectations of myself. I’m looking forward to every day. I’m excited. Know why?
Yes, but do you know what day it is, mauntie…? 😂
I’m not always sure because everyday feels like Saturday. Am I the luckiest person alive?
PS. I think this really is Saturday. Am I right? I think I am.
Wonderful post about loving retirement. I know that I am happier and healthier than I was when I was working. Great post.