START WITH YOURSELF
Author Unknown
When I was young and free and my imagination had no limits, I dreamed of changing the world. As I grew older and wiser, I discovered the world would not change, so I shortened my sights somewhat and decided to change only my country.
But, it too, seemed immovable. As I grew into my twilight years, in one last desperate attempt, I settled for changing only my family, those closest to me, but alas, they would have none of it.
And now as I lie on my deathbed, I suddenly realize: If I had only changed my self first, then by example I would have changed my family. From their inspiration and encouragement, I would then have been able to better my country and, who knows, I may have even changed the world.
The above words are said to be written on the tomb of an Anglican Bishop in the crypts of Westminster Abbey in London, England.
I remember saying my children would never do that….and they did. My husband and I were going to travel the countryside when he retired…and he died way before retirement came.
It’s good to make plans and to try to do the best we can, but if God has other plans, they will happen for sure.
The thing we don’t see in the here and now is the results of those plans he has for us. As I go along day to day I do try to make it the best I can, trying always to be flexible when the unexpected comes along.
I think ‘What surprises will there be today? The good Lord only knows.
'First' Baby Boomer Seeks Social Security Benefits The Nation's "FIRST" baby boomer applied for Social Security benefits Monday (October 15, 2007), part of an expected avalanche of applications from the post-World War II war generation. An estimated 10,000 people a day will become eligible for Social Security benefits over the next two decades
I still have a little way to go before the SS starts for me. I could have retired at the age of 60 with the Widow’s benefits I’d get from my husband but the great cost of health insurance keeps me working.
There are many days however, that I think I really don’t need that insurance after all. I’m healthy and never use it anyway. This is something I’m weighing over in my mind. I would love to quit working, but I’d never want to be a burden to my family, so I keep on going off to work each day.
Maturity means being emotionally and mentally healthy. It is that time when you know when to say yes, when to say no, and when to say WHOOPEE!
Hopefully I’ll be saying the big WHOPPEE soon.
Words truly written from my heart to yours,
Pam (Mostly known as ‘Ma”)
4 comments:
I have the same problem..I pay for my own health insurance...very expensive and I don't know how I can keep it up. I'm very healthy and take no medicine at 64 (65 in Jan.) so what do I do? ? ?
In 2000, I "retired" and went back to school to study veterinary assisting (a one-year certificate course rather than the 2-year degree). I spent a couple of years working at clinics. I loved being around the animals even with all the heartbreak. But there's no money or benefits. So, when my husband's job at the time lost it's funding, I ended up having to go back to work as a legal secretary. We're 58 and have no retirement to speak of. And I'm really nervous. If I were you, I wouldn't give up the insurance. We went 4 years without insurance and were very lucky. Shortly after my husband got insurance on his new job, we found out he had cancer. I don't know what we would have done if we hadn't had insurance. He's fine now. I guess what I'm trying to say is that you just never know from day to day when you might need it.
As an aside, you have the same name as a friend I had in high school in Lexington, KY.
Blessings to you. Linda
It's just awful when people have to pay for there health.I have never agreed with it and I don't think I ever will.Yes I know many people have come to our country and abused our system,but still I feel healthcare should be free.I think being in your shoes I would probably risk retirement and enjoy it while I was healthy and think, where theres a will theres a way,to pay for it, if I fell ill.My friends hubby,worked all his life and very hard too.He could afford to retire at 60 in them days, but chose to work to the pension age of 65.To be much better off and draw a very profitable payout on finishing at 65 and private healthcare thrown in...He had 6 months of retirement and died from a massive stroke.My friend always said she wished he had taken that five extra years at home instead of six months.So it is up to the idividual realy.Being me I would finish now in your shoes.Have a lovely Sunday .Take Care God Bless Kath.
This is so true..I wish you could stop working..Life is so short and I never knew how much enjoyment was out there until I quit my job. I was too tired all the time to really go and enjoy life.
I am so sorry for the loss of your husband. That is such a shame you two did not get to enjoy your retirement years traveling.
Hugs..
Send me some of that snow!
Cassie
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