With the passing of another birthday I decided to switch on my pension – I guess that makes me officially retired. It’s a bit of a weird place to be – another milestone that has an impact – not so much directly on the way I feel – but someone deep inside – what does that mean going forward?
Retired – redundant – no longer needed in the work place? Has my value decreased? – it that a strange perception?
A time to focus on what really matters – the message that still burns inside. The message that health matters more than stuff – and health is the responsibility of the individual; an asset not to be given away to someone else. Does that matter?
A trip away from it all to consider this new rite of passage would be lovely. Hopefully next year..
My 2020 Story 