There are many reasons that retiring abroad has become a hot trend. Some of us are looking for a way to live comfortably on Social Security and our limited savings. Others are choosing to seek adventure in far of places after a lifetime of being stuck in a cubicle. Still others are moving abroad in retirement to be closer to family members in other countries.
Say the word, “spa” and it conjures up lifestyles of the rich and famous.
There’s no denying that spas are extremely expensive. However, SPA, or “salute per aqua” is an ageless tradition dating back to Roman times. Honoring your health and well-being with body caring treatments should be a right of all human beings.
Retirement can be many things – some good, some bad – but it can also be quite confusing to navigate. And in many ways, it resembles the teenage years – remember those? A scary thought!
Arnie calls her home “my accordion house” and laughs.
It’s a huge Victorian building in the center of Concord, New Hampshire. Arnie inherited it from an aunt who lived on the second floor until her death. When her husband died at an early age, she was suddenly a widow of very limited means.
Do you do something that fills you with satisfaction and meaning? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment because what you do aligns with who you are? Or, are you in a quandary to discover how to contribute your expertise and good heart in the world?
I have now made it through the first two weeks of my ‘retirement’. One thing I realized is that I was already starting to lose track of the days but was saved by my pill box! As long as I remember to take my pills each day, then I’ll remind myself of what day it actually is.
Similar to the positive, indelible first impression one wants to make on the first day of work, a signature transition to retirement can be just as meaningful.
I have long believed that taking someone into your home and giving them a meal is one of the kindest and most luxurious things you can do. The world is a noisy, busy place.
We are all involved in our own little dramas. And the act of being invited in from the cold (even when it’s hot!) is a true delight. To be treated kindly, to be fed is a luxury of the highest order.
I’m just getting settled into a newly purchased condominium after renting for the past year.
Do you remember a time when you were waiting by the phone for a special someone to call? It was excruciating and endless, bringing with it a roller coaster of feelings. Now in our 60s, we find ourselves waiting again…