Some things are final. I worked for almost thirty one years for the same company, and I’ve spent the last three and a half years in retirement. I believe I can place a period there. There has never been a single day that I have wished that I had waited another year or two for retirement. I have memories that were made from the day that I handed my keys and ID card in, until now, that I would not trade for any amount of money, because several more periods have been added since that day. Time well spent, in my book, with absolutely no regrets.

I learned many years ago to plan for the future, but don’t be surprised when God changes your plans. I hope that my future holds many commas, but only time will tell, and honestly, without the occasional curve ball, life would become very boring. This has been such a peculiar year. I think that if I live many more years, I will often think back on this one, 2018, as the one that humbled me. So, here in this sweet spot, between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I toast the periods, because you will be remembered often. And to the commas, I will look eagerly forward to where you shall take me!

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