brokencipher
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I'm a 63-year-old RN set to retire in about three years, when I aim to hit the road full-time. I was a single dad for a long time. My daughter just had a baby. I don't know why, but, man, I love being called Grandpa. I keep reading about folks who don't know what to do with themselves after retirement, come to be depressed about it, and soon pass away. I just don't understand it. Hell, I'd retire right now if I could do it. I can hardly wait. The day after I hit my sixty-six years and eight months, I'm outta here! Done! Done and down the road....-- In the meantime, though, I'm preparing for it. I work four nights a week in a busy hospital unit. I use the remaining three nights to run around in my 4Runner, camp out, occasionally crash at cheap hotels along the California coast, and read and learn what other folks are doing on the road. I left home when I was fifteen and never went back. I talked with my dad once more, many years later. He said, "I've just begun to learn how to live, and it's time to die." Truth, come late, is still truth.
Be safe.
Be safe.