Yesterday I clicked an online button to trigger an early retirement option and officially enter the second half of my life -- beyond 60. I’m thumbing my nose at the actuarial tables and looking forward to getting more-than- planned-for from my pension fund by defying the odds and living to 120. Hence, what you read on this blog will be stories from the second half, not the final third.
As I rode my bicycle around the neighborhood last evening to celebrate -- enjoying beautiful garden views, balmy weather and the glorious fact that I’m healthy enough for a hearty bike ride (part of my longevity plan) -- I realized I was feeling kind of giddy, and totally enjoying it. Rather than seeing the decline of my life stretching out in front of me, I am instead filled with exuberance, excitement and a sense of abandon that I’ve never felt before. After all, what have I got to lose?
Entering the second half is like being 20 again, with a huge span of life ahead, but WAY better. In the second half I have experience, knowledge, skills -- and yes, some talents -- plus a little wisdom to draw from, now fueled by a new-found sense of adventure. It certainly helps that this second half is somewhat cushioned and subsidized by an albeit small but steady guaranteed income bolstered by a supportive and younger husband committed to working for the next 6+ years. Lucky me!
This second half is my last chance to totally “self-actualize”, to enjoy, to appreciate, to contribute and to give my “last hurrah” -- without fear of consequences or dependencies to influence my choices -- before I’m just a memory to those who love me. And maybe in the second half I can even create a little footprint in the collective consciousness to leave behind as well.
Whatever this second half holds, I’m going to make the most of it.
