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The first time
Note: Read with caution. Something tells me you may be humming (or strumming) to a Roberta Flack song or singing along with Foreigner while reading this. June 2021--One year ago today was the first day of my retirement. It was a melancholy day to say the least--happy to be moving forward in my life journey—yet sad to be moving away from something I loved. Looking back, that first day of retirement was the first of many firsts. It was the first time I didn’t have a deadline. I
Oct 17, 2022
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