I was having a great conversation with a friend and we were discussing retirement.
Most people, hearing the word, think of the definition of ending employment, leaving the workforce. You know, not working anymore. Ever.
Me? I think of the other definition: a place of seclusion or privacy.
Many of you know that I spend every possible moment at a little cottage I have on Lake Huron. And when I think about winding down work in the years to come, there will be a fair amount of time spent chilling at my little slice of heaven.
But I can't ever imagine not working - at least the aspect of continuing to contribute to the world at large - locally, regionally, even globally. As long as I can contribute something meaningful, I will. What will change is how I spend my time and with whom. And amounts. Less here. More there.
Until then, I will keep working, writing, and thinking about what I do now and what's to come.