When I started reading All the Light We Cannot See, it was hard for me to ponder the places, the characters or even pay attention to the story. For several short chapters, I was simply lost in the magic of the words.
Have you ever noticed how difficult it is to change other people? This is true even in loving relationships, where both people have an incentive to listen and respond to their partner’s needs.
It is especially true for our friends and acquaintances who, while they may care for us, are mostly interested in getting the most from their own lives.
While it may not seem so out of the ordinary to daydream about getting together with your three closest friends and enjoying a spot of tea and some lively conversation in the English countryside, the thought of watching four other women do the same thing seems much less appealing.
Yesterday was my last day of ‘official’ employment! I am now entering the first stage of retirement, or some might say, the “twilight zone.”
I opened up my computer and found that my company email had been blocked, my calendar had changed, and all contacts had been erased. But I also had an outpouring of well-wishes on my Facebook page that was very encouraging.
I’m somewhat skeptical of the whole concept of “retirement.” I’ve seen far too many cases of people building up retirement as the “ultimate destination,” only to find themselves feeling lost, socially isolated and financially stretched when they finally get there.
As a former non-profit director, I used to help raise money for teaching and learning. One of our most successful fund-raising campaigns was a donor wall. Those who contributed a certain amount would forever have their names inscribed on a beautiful wall visible in the community.
My husband, with the help of his eldest son, finally decided to tackle his mother’s storage unit. A task long dreaded, yet long overdue.
Does crafting your legacy story sound daunting? It doesn’t have to be. I’ll share a few ideas for starting small! Whatever you create will be a gift to your family, your friends and, most importantly, to you.
I was thinking, recently, about the books that influenced me when I was growing up. I don’t remember what I was reading – or having read to me – when I was 5, but, I do remember being obsessed with the Nancy Drew series of books when I was around 12.