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This is the latest in an occasional series of blog posts commenting on impending retirement.<\/strong><\/p>\n

A strange feeling is beginning to settle in.<\/p>\n

My 65th birthday is just a few days away. I’ve been enjoying telling folks my age, which I usually declare by saying something like, “I’m about to turn 65.” I haven’t been mentioning that I’m still just 64.<\/p>\n

Why the weird feeling? Growing up, I always considered 65 to be the retirement year. That’s when you tell your boss, “You know, I think I’m going to call it a career. Here’s my letter of resignation. The ‘Golden Years’ await.”<\/p>\n

Well, the landmark birthday is coming up, but I’m not yet ready to call it quits.<\/p>\n

I can’t quite grasp the thrill I’m feeling, though, of passing through this portal.<\/p>\n

I’ve lived longer than both of my parents; Dad died at 59, Mom at 61. That fact, by itself, is a bit of a mind-blower. One of my sisters has crossed that threshold, too. My other — much younger — sister will get there in due course and she’s just two years away from passing Dad’s length of time on this Earth.<\/p>\n

At this age, I find myself counting my blessings. That’s natural, I guess, although I’ve never asked any of my elderly friends whether that’s what they<\/em> do. I’ll assume that’s the case.<\/p>\n

I’m blessed with excellent health; for that matter, so is my wife — and that makes impending retirement even more exciting, as we hope to take our healthy selves on the road all across North America.<\/p>\n

Of course, I’m not na\u00efve about one’s physical health. I understand fully that it can go south without warning, instantly. Yes, it happens at any age, but the frequency of that occurrence is more pronounced the older one gets.<\/p>\n

Perhaps that’s a symptom of the weirdness I’m feeling these days. Am I afraid of growing more frail and susceptible to Father Time’s way of upsetting one’s life plans?<\/p>\n

I’ll just set that fear aside. Perhaps the best approach is to follow the dictum set forth in the film “Dead Poets Society.” Robin Williams’s character told his young students to “seize the day” and to live every moment as if it’s your last.<\/p>\n

Retirement is inching closer. I’ll be ready when it arrives.<\/p>\n

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