By Lloyd Graff
When my arterial plumbing got perilously close to fatal failure 16 months ago, God granted me the opportunity to reassess my life while on a breathing tube for 12 days. The highlight of those days was turning over in my bed (actually, being turned).
My conclusion after the ordeal ended was that I really did not want to make any big changes in my life except one—I wanted to feel my days more intensely. Whatever I got to do in the days I was allotted I was going to do with an awareness and gratitude that was more acute than the automatic-pilotness I often fall into. When I celebrated my Medicare birthday on December 16, I had another period of reflection. At 65 did I want to throttle back or even retire, or did I want to work hard, build, take risks, and mount an expedition to the Himalayas? Anybody out there have a good Sherpa connection?
It brought to mind the famous Bob Newhart comedy routine about the retirement party and the “Gold Watch.” Click to listen.
Retirement Party by Bob Newhart
Question: Do you think you will retire at 65? Will you ever retire?