I just retired. 

This past week was my last week of work. I’ve been working at BYU-Idaho / Ricks College for more than 37 years. And now it’s time to start the next chapter of my life. 

Some people have asked me what I’m going to do after I retire. I’ve asked myself that question. And I’ve prayed about it. Much of my life I’ve been inclined to have things all planned out. So I’ve been thinking I wanted to fill my life with productive and enjoyable things after retirement. 

But I talked to a wise friend who recommended that I not fill my schedule too full, to the point where I couldn’t just stop and be mindful. He suggested that I allow myself opportunity to grieve the loss of my job. At first, I was surprised. Why would I need to grieve? Why couldn’t I just walk away and not look back? 

Although I didn’t understand, I trust him. So I’m hoping to give space for grieving if I’m able. I’ve shied away from uncomfortable feelings, like grief. But it’s time to lean into the discomfort and push through it. The end result should be healing. Already, I’m feeling a combination of melancholy and relief. 

I look forward to slowing down a bit. I want to “be still and know that [He] is God.” I want to “Hear Him” and come to know Him more fully.  

To be continued . . . with Part 86