On January 15 I will be 50 years old. There. I said it. This year on my birthday, I cried on and off all day long. My spouse was very supportive. He said, "Why are you crying? You're healthy and you look great." You know how I responded. That's right. I said, "You're just saying that to make me feel better!" Then I continued my pity party.
So 50 is rapidly approaching, which means that retirement age is rapidly approaching. Ugh! I feel that funk coming over me again. I don't think the funk is a feeling of sadness as much as it is a feeling of SHOCK. Looking back (you do that a lot when you're approaching the half century mark), I think when I was in my 20s, I was oblivious. Why think about retirement? That is so, so far away. When I was in my 30s and early 40s, I guess I figured this day would come. I just didn't realize that I needed to be prepared for it. But now, 70 doesn't seem that far away.
Anyway, there is a reason for all of this reflection today. I'll get to my point in the next post.
Monday, November 5, 2007
I'm getting old, no, I'm aging
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Hey ... don't worry about getting older ... we're all getting older. I sort of like pushing 50 ... I have a lot more confidence than when I was in my 20's. I'm with you on the retirement anxiety though ... my hubby has 8 years until he retires. That is going to get here much to fast. Anyway, I'm fast behind you, at 46 years old. Hang in there!!!
Thanks, Dawn, for you're encouragement. I agree with you. I think I have more confidence now than I've ever had. I guess it's good that I'm seriously starting to prepare for retirement.
Thanks again.
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