Retirement Blues

A summer time shot from a couple of years ago - my goal,

Fourteen days into official retirement Twenty-six days from my last shift,

stepping forward was my choice ~
excited and open hearted until spaces of time when groceries bought for lunches magically appeared;
when the alarm clock no longer goes off
but I awaken on time and early anyway.
To these open spaces that drift past
left unfilled until I learn to stop rushing in my head and 

become comfortable with the tap tap and sway of new
rhythms in life and learning about
  Yesterday’s beliefs
      Today’s activities and
          Tomorrow’s hopes and dreams.

“Sooner or later I’m going to die,

but I’m not going to retire.”

~ Margaret Mead