Sifting, sorting, shredding copies of old report card comments, mark sheets and day plans. Saving a forest? Maybe, but NOT fun. I figure it's a right of passage as I shed/shred a career and enter retirement. One gem surfaced - a poem written for a fellow teacher six years ago. Last spring, I objected to the word "retirement". "Transition" was a better word, I thought. Maybe retirement's not so bad after all.
RETIREMENT
Relax! Reflect!
Embrace change.
Try new things...
Indulge your creative side.
Remember old friends.
Enjoy the moment.
Make it happen!
Engage your senses.
Nurture relationships.
Toast LIFE!
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