Marking Time — When Retirement Milestones Become Personal
There’s something about a birthday that ends in zero that hits differently. And I have one of those this week. I’ve spent more than half my professional life thinking, writing, and talking about retirement — how people get there, how they prepare (or don’t), and what it all means when work finally loosens its grip. And yet, when you hit a milestone like this, “theory” gets very personal very fast. Truthfully, this isn’t what I thought “this” would feel like. Not dread. Not triumph. Just … different. Though lately, I’ve been thinking about it more than I expected. See, it’s not just another candle (you’d have to forewarn the local fire department). It’s a checkpoint. A round number that invites reflection whether you ask for it or not. Sure, it’s just another year. But it’s a whole other category of living. That said — and I’m happy to be able to say this — I don’t “feel” my age. [i] Or what I thought it would be like to be this age. What I am starting to feel — though only ...