The strange thing is that it looks identical to the home before retirement, with the only difference being a lack of resources (ie; paychecks). The same bills, but not the same income.
Saturday we went to the farmer's market in town. I have never been a very outgoing person, and usually try to avoid talking to people that I don't know. It's a strange trait for a pastor, but that's who I am. My wife, on the other hand, is very affable. I learn from her time and time again what happens when you engage someone in conversation.
At the farmer's market I was talking to a vendor, when I noticed she had a number of mental health flyers at her booth. She also suffered from bipolar disorder. It was nice to find a local bipolar sufferer.
So I think one think I'll do when retired is to try and strike up a conversation with a stranger from now to now.
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