I am just one of so many blogs written by retirees – our focus on maintaining an active and relevant lifestyle. We are not ready or content to sit back idly with our thoughts locked in the memories of our youth, watching the world go by without us.
We are carving out new chapters.
However, there is another side of retirement that is rarely talked about – that grim reality of aging. We start to lose those near and dear to us.
People who have shared adventures with us. People who have made the world a brighter place for having been a part of it.
I was lucky to have taken early retirement in my mid-50s. The past 6 years have been full of laughter, new discoveries, and escapades … but I’ve also attended a shocking number of funerals and memorials.
Yes, there is the inevitable passing of the generation before us … our aging parents and those of our friends … but with greater and alarming frequency, I am saying farewell to a friend.
Each occurrence creates a tsunami of emotion, reflection, and yes – even fear.
Today is one of those days.
Shortly before dawn on this gray summer morning, another friend slipped away. He left behind the broken hearts of his family and friends … and so many memories of his ever-present smile.
Rest In Peace, Lester.