It happened last night – the moment I knew was coming. Exactly one month into retirement. I was sitting at a long table at a Mexican restaurant, next to a man I barely knew, celebrating the birthday of a mutual friend. In true Elaine fashion, I leaned in with genuine curiosity…

I’m writing this from a Downton Abbey-style bed and breakfast on Prince Edward Island, Canada, perched in a sunny room with a view of the sea. The window beside me frames the water. The sun is shining. I can hear the wind through the trees. I’ve taken two long baths this week and even snuck in a nap or two…

I have a love-hate relationship with the idea of purpose. I’ve always had a sense of purpose. Or more truthfully, I’ve always needed one. It’s comforting to know what you’re aiming for, especially when you’re juggling work, caregiving, parenting, and life transitions…