The Joy of Retirement is Friends

 

 

I have been very blessed to move over 450 miles from where I grew up and at 63 years of age, be able to meet and love the ladies in my new home town.  When we got here I literally knew no one and being that we were so busy settling in to our new home, it didn’t really seem to matter.  I was approached by one of the ladies from the neighborhood who asked if I would be interested in joining a group of ladies who have also moved to Tennessee from other states to go out for lunch and fellowship.  The best thing I ever did was say yes, I would enjoy that very much.  That was eight years ago and these crazy dear ladies have become my best friends.  Besides trying out all the great restaurants in a 60 mile radius and visiting places of interest and history. Shopping and gardening are always included in some of the things we share. We also have volunteered  to make lunches for the Special Olympics in town and work for the Helping Hand Organization to befit the people locally in need.  The laughter and tears we have shared cannot be measured and I keep thinking , if I  was not brave enough to make this move into the unknown, I would have never encountered these marvelous women.  If an opportunity ever comes along that you are hesitant about the what if’s, and  maybe you do take that challenge, I hope it is as happy an experience as the one I have been fortunate to be living.  No regrets!

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