My husband and I are both retired now. It's a bit of a shock to the system to see yourself entering a new phase of life. It makes me feel a little like a creature that sheds its skin or a caterpillar that turns into a butterfly. You become a different "you". It's a metamorphosis.
We are in the process of deciding about the rest of our life. Where do we want to live? What do we want to do? Is it realistic to move to Hawaii, as I have always dreamed? Would it be too hard to live in a place where we know no one? Do we want to be close to family, or close to dear friends who live at a distance?
We have spent a week discussing these issues with friends and redefining relationships with family members. My brain is spinning with indecision and uncertainty.
Today I am relaxing and forgetting it all for the moment. I went to the store and bought some flowers. I just saw them and felt inspired. I began taking some photos of them. Then I took some photos of other things that make me happy.
At first I thought they were a pale, pale pink. Now that they have opened they look more white.
I'm also happy with the rug I bought from Maryam in Marrakesh...
And the tapestry pillows that represent fire, water, air and earth...
I put this little mouse on the clock as a decoration one Christmas. I liked it there so I left it. Hickory Dickory Dock.
It turns out I'm happy that "William Shakesbeare" didn't sell at the yard sale... it's nice seeing him sitting there.
So I got my mind off making decisions and enjoyed some of the things that surround me right where I am now.