“When you are in the midst of a fog and can’t see the shoreline, you need a compass. Reach out to a trusted friend or adviser for perspective. People are not hard-wired to go it alone. They need others to survive and thrive.” — Edward T. Creagan, M.D. Mayo Clinic
I am fighting the fog that has descended ever since my daughter-in-law entered hospice care a few days ago.
I am thankful to friends, family and neighbors who are helping me to bear the pain.
I grieve for her stuck down by this terrible disease at such a young age.
I grieve for her husband, my son, as he watches his family torn apart.
I grieve for their toddler who will not have her mother as she grows up.
There will be happiness again one day, but, for now, we are struggling to keep the shore in sight.
I am fascinated by Seneca who wrote about how to live centuries ago.
“Everyone hustles his life along, and is troubled by a longing for the future and weariness of the present. But the man who … organizes every day as though it were his last, neither longs for nor fears the next day… Continue reading “Everyone hustles his life along”→
You owe it to all of us to get on with what you’re good at. W. H. Auden
This quote was a page-stopper for me.
It comes at a time when I am weighing options in my life.
There is what I want to do. Quit my job and pursue other interests.
I tell myself at least once a day that I should quit and do something else.
Then there is what I feel I should do. Stay at the job and try to contain work to a reasonable amount of time in my day and space in my brain. So far, not happening.
I need to learn some Jedi mind tricks.
What I am good at? Writing, communicating, helping others, finding solutions, taking care of loved ones. Even if I am not first-rate at anything, there are many things I enjoy doing such as writing (I always come back to that), painting, playing the piano, learning computer science.
All take time and a full-time job doesn’t allow for much free time.
Everybody’s doing it
I have many friends who are retired. I am just tired.
I want to step out in faith that the future will be OK, that I have saved enough, that I will not regret my decision.
My friend’s younger sister (40ish) was killed suddenly in a car accident a few weeks ago. A terrible reminder of the uncertainty of our time on earth.
My friend who retired in December hates it. Other friends love it.
A man and his wife recently retired and downsized. As he put it, “We want to make tnese decisions while we are still able rather than have someone else make them for us.”
If I look hard and long enough, I will find arguments pro and con for quitting my job.
Every day brings me closer to starting a new life.
The question is will I let fate decide (illness, accident, industry changes) or will I be the captain of my ship?
My heart longs to travel down peaceful, quiet roads.