I visited with an old friend the other day. I see her much more often now that I am in Rowe than I ever saw of her in the past 35 years or so that we’ve known each other. She has gone through some major life changes in the past few months. She is a wise woman. We talked about others that we know who are dealing with life changes of their own (myself included). Some are retiring and moving away from the place that has been their home for over 50 years. Others are taking care of aging parents, their children are moving out or they’re recovering from the loss of a loved one.
She said “You need to learn to love your new life.”
Profound words those. We are all hit with changes – some predictable, some not. For me, the changes were seen and prepared for in the best way I knew how. That doesn’t mean there aren’t things that are happening that I hadn’t anticipated. When life changes are made (or happen) it can take a while to truly get the big picture of how those changes are going to affect you and yours. It takes awhile to get into that new routine.
I confess to be floundering a bit here. There’s so much to do and so many of the decisions have to be made in somewhat of a vacuum. The idea of being in a situation where I can work on producing the kind of life I only saw myself doing after “retirement” has been a bit overwhelming. I think I thought I would have a more concrete idea of what I was going to do than I do. Things are getting done, not necessarily in the time or way I thought they would. I just have to roll with it.
In realizing that things are never what they seem or intended those words about learning to love my new life were exactly what I needed to hear. Decisions were made based on the realities of my life whether good or bad – this is the way life is. Learning to love it – working on loving it – is probably the most important thing I can do to have things be just as they should be.