A concern I have about retirement is that as I transition from my “normal” public self to my retired life, some people will start to think about me in the past tense. An even bigger fear is that I might show up somewhere and someone without proper social filters might say, “I thought you were dead!”
Well, I’m alive, though this blog has been on hiatus. So today, like the mythical Phoenix, it rises from the ashes. At least for a while.
And is it any surprise that I return with a photo of our amazing grand daughter, Glenyce? And there are more where this one came from. Do you have a few minutes? There are only 600 or so . . . .