Well, it's happened. Retirement has become so engrained that I have not written a retirement post for a whole year. My retirement anniversary (March 3, 2017) even passed me by without a second thought. Well. This will not do!!! I will have to throw my own little party, in my own little way. Hmmm ...
A party is not a party without some music. How about some songs to represent the last four years? And maybe a few photos for eye candy?
Reflecting on my retirement, the first word I wrote was FREEDOM. Despite the passage of four years, I can recall my desperation to be free as if it were yesterday. What does freedom mean to you? For me, it means setting my own agenda, and in a way that is consistent with my beliefs. As I have learned these last four years, it doesn't mean I won't work. It doesn't mean I won't have obligations. But it does mean I get to make those choices!
"Roam" by the B-52s is a song that reverberates with joy and abandon. When Spousal Unit and I first started dating, this song was an anthem for us. We dreamed about "rocking through the wilderness ... roam around the world ... without anything but the love we feel." We live that dream every day.
Since we have moved to Montana, we have been blessed to make many new friends. Neighbors. Mountain Ambassadors. Fellow volunteers. And, of course, I have "met" many new blogging buddies!
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Man with Hat haying with Dear Neighbor Friend |
Four years ago, I could never have imagined that I would find my best friend in Montana, and yet that is exactly what happened. I am grateful every day for Dear Neighbor Friend. Whether it's kayaking, cross-country skiing or just chatting over coffee, each moment is a blessing.
The way I feel about this place and the people is expressed well in the Zac Brown song, "Homegrown". "Why would I ever leave? Cause I know, I got some good friends that live down the street ... Live in a small town where it feels like home, I've got everything I need, and nothin' that I don't"
One of things I love about Montana is its history. It is everywhere you look. Vintage buildings. Rusting farm implements. And the people. If you ask, you will hear their stories. And sometimes, those stories come to you in unexpected moments. When I visited the Whitefish Historical Museum in October 2017, I had no idea that a spur-of-the-moment notion to volunteer there would bring so many unanticipated outcomes. Such as the day I took a call from Janet Monk, a member of a long-time Montana family, who told me about the train that used to run within 1.5 miles of our house. I have since visited the unused railway grade with my Dear Neighbor Friend. The things you learn when you start to ask questions!
In the "Canadian Railroad Trilogy", Gordon Lightfoot captures my sentiment so completely. This landscape before the trains came. The vision and enterprise of the men who built the railroads and the industries to support them. The blood, sweat and tears of the laborers who were the true conquerors.
The Museum was also my bridge to the Whitefish Winter Carnival since the director recommended me to the board. A blessing and a curse of my personality is that I see lots about our world that could benefit from my help. But if I want to have that freedom I wrote about at the beginning of this post, I have to choose carefully where I invest my time. I am sure my thinking on this will continue to evolve, but at the moment, I give my precious hours to PRESERVING THE EARTH, PRESERVING TRADITIONS and ENCOURAGING A FOCUS ON RESPECT FOR OUR FELLOW MAN. I have thoroughly enjoyed finding a new niche and a voice in the world of retirement.
Here I have included just a few photos that represent these themes. Winter Carnival is about traditions. The trash pick-up is just one of several activities that I hope will preserve our environment for future generations.
I have written before about the Violet Protest (August 1, 2020), (May 31, 2020), (March 8, 2020), a public effort to support core American values such as respect for the other, citizenship, compromise, courage, compassion, candor, creativity, and country over party and corporate influence.
I was thrilled to contribute two cross-stitch squares, while my Mom crocheted two squares. "Whether we knit, crochet, quilt, or embroider these squares — through this social action, and from every corner of America; we as makers of all political persuasions, believe we can employ our willing spirit and our talents to contribute to healing divisions that threaten our country." Ann Morton, founder The Phoenix Art Museum will display 9,000 of the squares from March 10 through September 5. It is not too late to send in squares - go to this link for more information.
"What we live for" by American Authors is a bouncy song that embodies that going-on-a-road-trip, family vacation vibe. Yep, this is what we live for!
I was thrilled to contribute two cross-stitch squares, while my Mom crocheted two squares. "Whether we knit, crochet, quilt, or embroider these squares — through this social action, and from every corner of America; we as makers of all political persuasions, believe we can employ our willing spirit and our talents to contribute to healing divisions that threaten our country." Ann Morton, founder The Phoenix Art Museum will display 9,000 of the squares from March 10 through September 5. It is not too late to send in squares - go to this link for more information.
The song "Stand Up" by Sugarland speaks to me about our collective responsibility to be there for others - 'light a fire for the silent and the brokenhearted'.
If you've been reading my blog for a while, you are probably surprised that I have not mentioned nature yet. Have no doubt, it was the second word I wrote down during my musings about retirement! I only have to look out my window to see nature - plants, wildlife, the clouds in the sky, the wind blowing in the pines. I relish this aspect of retirement, and I try hard not to take it for granted. In my moments of deeper reflection, it has dawned on me that I am seeking NEW EXPERIENCES. And for that, there are not enough hours in the day for all the things I want to do. We keep learning about other opportunities, such as forest service cabins we can rent. And we are certainly looking forward to the return of international travel -- we have not been to the UK to visit my in-laws since the pandemic started, and we also owe #1 Son his graduation trip to Grand Cayman!
"What we live for" by American Authors is a bouncy song that embodies that going-on-a-road-trip, family vacation vibe. Yep, this is what we live for!
I hope you have enjoyed my little retirement anniversary party! Maybe next year I can tell you about a real-life gathering - wouldn't it be fun to mark my five years with food and music and beverages and actual PEOPLE?!?
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