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Retirement thoughts!

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ganga1996
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Me and my husband were talking. We kept saying to each other, “yes we are getting old”!

The healthy living time is not much, compared to our life in the past. Raising a special needs son for quarter century did take a toll on our emotional and physical health. That said, a good chunk of our life was spent on meeting his needs.

He then said, this is our chance right now. We are in acceptance mode and health both physical and mental are not so bad , we can live our lives. Yes, compared to so many many years, we are at a sweet spot. My son is still autistic but our acceptance has really helped us create this mindset.

That said, we both are not running for government office nor are we be venturing out a new business. It is more of a time to relax and enjoy. That is the pre-retirement stage 😀!

Just a thought process this morning. Why aren’t older politicians not retiring! Why do they stick to their power like a leech? Is passing on the baton so hard? Let the new generation have something to say. Let’s stand on the sidelines and support them.

Loved and copied the meme from Aunty Acid on facebook! 😃

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  1. SRIKANTH Avatar
    SRIKANTH

    Twenty-five years of dedicated caregiving is not just a “chunk” of life—it’s a marathon of the soul. The fact that you and your husband have arrived at genuine acceptance rather than bitterness is a huge victory. That “sweet spot” you’re feeling? That’s hard-earned wisdom. It’s not resignation; it’s liberation.

    And you are absolutely right—pre-retirement is the best phase. It’s the reward for surviving the trenches. No CEO ambitions, no political campaigns, just enjoying quiet mornings, un-rushed conversations, and the freedom to breathe without a constant crisis looming. That is a beautiful way to frame this chapter.

    About the politicians: I think it boils down to identity. For many of them, the office isn’t a job; it’s their oxygen. They confuse “being irreplaceable” with “being relevant.” The fear of irrelevance, the addiction to the spotlight, and the sunk-cost fallacy (having spent 40 years climbing) make them grip the baton until their knuckles turn white. But you’re spot on—clinging blocks the sunlight for the younger saplings. True legacy isn’t holding the mic until it breaks; it’s handing it over and cheering from the front row.
    And dear Ganga ji,
    Your depth comes from decades of flowing through both gentle plains and rocky terrains—much like the journey our friend here has walked. But the most graceful act of a mighty river is when it slows down, allows its tributaries to branch out, and nourishes the new banks without overwhelming them. May you find the same joy in stepping back as you did in stepping up. Your presence is a blessing, but your blessings passed forward are your true immortality. Here’s to watching the new generation bloom from the peaceful shore.

    Wishing you and your husband endless cups of chai and blissful, un-scheduled afternoons. You’ve more than earned it. ☕

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