Monday, January 27, 2014
When you realize just how big the pickle your in, really is.....................
Many of our acquaintances are of retirement age and have found it difficult to live the life they had planned for themselves after retirement because of finances. Some are just throwing caution to the wind and running down their savings while they still can go and do those things they planned. We will need to be thrifty because of all the money we lost in the stock market. Who in the for crying out loud thought that what we planned for would be a dream unrealized.
Our generation were the ones who defied the government, stood up to the man, demonstrated for equality and peace thus changing America. I saw a documentary on PBS not long ago about 1964 being the year that forever changed the US and was intrigued that that was when historians chose. But thinking about it, I suppose it's true. President Kennedy died in Nov. '63, LBJ continued the equal rights endeavors, Goldwater changed the political thoughts of a nation, we slipped deeper into Vietnam, young people defied the government on so many levels and I was there in the middle of war TV at dinner thinking how I wanted to be a part of the change.
But that begs the question.....what the hell were we thinking? Different isn't always better, it's just different.
I'll tell you what Sweet Man and I thought, that we were making things better, investing in our future and the growth of the US. And in many ways we did, but then we became part of that "establishment" and expected that our lives would be different than our parents. Boy, that is an understatement. And I'm a little embarrassed to say SM and I never saw it coming. We had faith in the monetary system. Now, not so much. But it's like closing the barn door after your donkeys have run off (sorry for the liberties taken) nothing to be done now but dance with the music that's playing.
Some nights I worry about how we will make it if we live past 80. I know this is a Debbie downer post but this is where I bring my thoughts, good, bad, snarky, silly. So, I know you will bear with me.
Sweet Man is very fortunate that he has his health and tenacity, knock wood. I'm fortunate that I have such a wonderful partner, provider and friend. We're lucky to have each other.
Yesterdays drive to nowhere was a serious discussion of finances, plans and even so, I feel better just knowing we are on the same page and have each other's back. This really isn't how I saw our "golden years". I thought we would be free as birds and as the song goes, "heading down the highway, looking for adventure". But, I will see our drives to nowhere, Sunday lunch in a new locale and being together as the best of our "golden years" because it is. All we have is now.