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Thursday, January 15, 2004
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Retirement or My Time?
A piece appears today in the Washington Post
on the concept of My Time, as opposed to Retirement. Seems that retired
folks tend to go one of two ways: they stop working, stay home, and
seethe with resentment about feeling replaced, overlooked, useless, no
longer valued; OR they enter the zone of My Time. Here's a quote from
the article, by Abigail Trafford:
My Time comes when the primary tasks
of adulthood have been completed, for better or for worse. Children
have been raised. Marriages have been made -- and remade. Career goals
have been achieved -- or not. You've paid the mortgage, filled out your
résumé. And then what?
It could be anything. Look
around. You see them everywhere: two women of a certain age walking the
Appalachian Trail, a group of men with craggy faces lingering over
lunch, a graying couple holding hands at the matinee movie or
scrambling over the rocks of the Grand Canyon. A sixty-something
husband off building houses for his church in Mexico while his wife
goes on a poetry retreat.
They are fit, energetic --
engaged and engaging. They have an aura that says: I'm free. I've paid
my dues. I can make a difference.
If any of you are engaging with life in this fashion, let us hear about it. Here is a link to the full text of Trafford's article.
11:13:20 AM
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© Copyright 2004 William Howarth.
Last update: 2/5/04; 11:48:21 AM.
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