Fear of Social Security benefits going broke, many feel panic ebbing at their peace of mind.
Economic tides erode many safe shores of savings, securities, retirement funds, and plans of going on a perpetual vacation called, "Retirement."
Many factors weigh heavily upon our futures - health, jobs, family, marriage, divorce, and the list goes on. We cannot control our future anymore than we can change the past. However, our outlook and attitude towards growing older can mean the difference between discouragement and contentment with a peaceful tranquility.
An old gentleman told me that many of his friends had died. He said that when they stopped moving, they began dying. He was almost ninety years old and walked nearly everywhere he went. He had no plans to retire. He wanted to do something all the time.
Since my divorce over ten years ago, I started planning to grow old. In those plans, retirement was not an option because that divorce ended all securities for that perpetual vacation. I don't mind. I would rather be busy doing something the day death knocks on my door.
Writing novels is something I plan to do in my old age. I may never be the top ten, but it is something to do in my late years that has potential to bring in a few bucks. I have more than enough ideas (WIP stored in my head and computer) to last me beyond centurion age.
Without seriously planning a course of building a business, it appears to have presented itself rather rewarding: Alterations and sewing for other people. With a history of sewing since early childhood, I have realized how much I enjoy it. It is another way to earn when I am beyond "useful" years of punching a clock at a job.
You see, I do not plan to retire as the world thinks of retirement. I plan to work the rest of my life. I enjoy working at something. Boredom is not a part of my life at all. I don't even own a television.
I don't plan to retire. However, I do have plans for growing old. One goal I have already accomplished: Debt Free! Without debt, I have options. Debt-free means that I can enjoy life with the freedom to adapt and adjust to economic tides easier than those who live life on the edge where every wind of opportunity blows just beyond reach while even the gentle breeze of mishap blows them away.
Now, where did I put that bucket list?