I have had some time this week to look back on life - and to look forward. It stuck me how my life (maybe yours too - but definitely mine) has been made up of very defined stages.
The first 5 years - baby years - growing preparing - getting ready.
And then the school years - where every year is marked by the June report card - pass or fail - move on or stay back.... striving for / working for the degree that will open up the next stage in life - WORK
And then WORK!! What - about 25 - 30 years of working - Monday to Friday - schedules - computers - paper work - meetings - endless meetings - working towards Freedom 55 right???
And finally you get there - what you have been rushing towards since you were born - retirement - the final goal. And it feels really weird to know there are no more goals to strive for.... no long term plans.. unless you consider death a long term plan. (and yeah I hope my death is a very long term plan) BUT it does feel funny to know that this last stage of my life is leading not towards more of something different - but to my death,
I know I know I am being a bit morbid this Saturday morning - but think about it - it IS my long term goal this time round............ death,
I do believe I will monogram this little saying on my pillow case so it is the last thing I see when I go to bed and the first thing I see in the morning......