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MY FINAL LAP
Reflections on Retirement
I am entering the final lap of my life. Like Canadian geese either flying north for the summer or south for the winter, suspended in air, it does not matter where my destination lies—only the flight itself.
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Kaleidoscope
We had the first real rainfall of the season yesterday, the last day in September. It felt like both tears of sorrow and relief mixing...

Patricia
Oct 1, 20232 min read
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Stepping Into Rainbows
My home environment is crucial to my well-being. It’s where my last thoughts of the day slip into dreams and my first thoughts in the...

Patricia
Aug 28, 20232 min read
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Life Significant
Today the news is much about the wildfire on Maui that destroyed the city of Lahaina. 93 souls dead and counting, many probably native...

Patricia
Aug 12, 20232 min read
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Stars, Security, and a Sleep Story
It’s the 4th of July and I’m just starting to see light at the end of an unexpectedly long pain tunnel. Eight days ago, I underwent my...

Patricia
Jul 4, 20232 min read
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Two Trout and an Anniversary
Ten days ago, two of my former colleagues came to town to take me to lunch before my scheduled second hip surgery at the end of June. We...

Patricia
Jun 12, 20232 min read
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Baseball & Shamrocks
Grounded, my bare feet rest on three-leaf clover that has taken over the grass. I’m sitting under a tree watching my youngest grandson...

Patricia
May 7, 20232 min read
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The Gift of Silence
My childhood was filled with silence. I remember being alone much of the time. Other people’s voices were mostly not present as I looked...

Patricia
Apr 15, 20232 min read
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10-Years Ago Today
It’s been 10-years ago today that I moved into my lovely little duplex, calico kitty in tow. We would begin life over together, just the...

Patricia
Feb 16, 20232 min read
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All I Have Is Now
So much has transpired in the past month. Holidays, birthdays, healing days from surgery –and a fresh new year. Unexpectedly, somewhere...

Patricia
Jan 26, 20232 min read
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The Gifts of Christmas
Maybe it’s because I’ve had to spend the past month recovering from hip replacement surgery with much of the time resting. Interspersed...

Patricia
Dec 15, 20222 min read
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Stepping Up to The Plate
Scheduling surgery of any kind is not an easy task with so many considerations to weigh. So, in the end, I grabbed the first date...

Patricia
Dec 1, 20222 min read
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650 Square Feet
Reality just jumped onto my heart. Though I’ve been aware that I’ll need to move into senior housing in order to subsist on my fixed...

Patricia
Nov 18, 20222 min read
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Ordinary/Extraordinary
My life has settled into ordinary, doable, anticipated tasks and tradeoffs –with a scattering of little triumphs here and there. Yes,...

Patricia
Oct 29, 20222 min read
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Childhood Leftovers
With time slowed in retirement I’ve started to become aware of my susceptibility to little pricks of emotional discomfort that surface...

Patricia
Sep 29, 20222 min read
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Making Friends with My Older Self
Now that I’m retired, I’ve eased into an amicable relationship with my growing-older self. I accept not having the balance I had during...

Patricia
Aug 27, 20222 min read
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Upset Applecart
There’s a funny T-shirt featuring a black cat with frizzled hair and bloodshot, googly eyes that reads, It’s Fine. I’m Fine., Everything...

Patricia
Jul 30, 20222 min read
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Less Is More
Observing my life now that I’ve been retired a full year, I’ve notice something. Certain expectable wants seem to have pretty much gone...

Patricia
Jul 16, 20222 min read
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Halfway Down the Stairs
A beloved poem entitled Halfway Down the Stairs by A. A. Milne caught my eye recently. It conveys a child’s perspective about the special...

Patricia
Jul 1, 20222 min read
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So Much Has Changed
In just a couple of weeks it will be one year since I retired. Still in the middle of the COVID-19 crisis and barely 6-months after the...

Patricia
Jun 18, 20222 min read
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The Buddy Bench
When my youngest grandson was in 2nd grade he was repeatedly bullied by a classmate. Not wanting to engage with the aggressor, he...

Patricia
Jun 4, 20222 min read
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