My retirement officially began two years ago. Friends repeatedly asked what I had planned for retirement and I repeatedly said that I had no plan. I wanted to just have the joy of each fresh day to take me anywhere it wanted to go. And the days have not disappointed. Yesterday, I had the pleasure of seeing friends of my parents and aunt from the old days. These three women never married and had been career women. They traveled extensively and are as vibrant in their 80's as they were in their 30's. One of them called me a few weeks ago saying that she came across a letter written by my grandfather back in 1964 and thought I would like to see it. Out of nowhere an unexpected treasure! I can not even describe the feelings I had yesterday holding that letter he wrote to them all those years ago. Reading it I was able to feel his sense of humor and conjure up an image of him smiling as he wrote it. So we sat and broke bread and laughed and cried sharing all our collective memories of those who are no longer here. We acknowledged the blessings we have received through this life long friendship and how good it was to gather together again and remember. And I was fed in more ways than one. And I received Eucharist in the sacrament of the present moment.
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