I don't expect that most people who read this blog think about retirement much. I sure don't, just today I realized that I am in my 17th year of community college teaching and If I retire at 60, I have 17 more. So I guess I'm half way. That is still a long time off.
However, today I have embarked on what will be my last journey in the Navy Reserve. I'm flying to San Diego for a 4 day weekend with my navy unit. The purpose being to turn over the reins and finish up a little paperwork. As of November 30th I will be transferred out of the active reserve, in other words, I'm retiring.
I've been in the military for almost 22 years. I've seen the world and I've had a lifetime of "life's lessons" compacted into 5 years of active duty and one weekend per month/ 2 weeks in the summer for the last 17. It has been a blast and I wouldn't trade a minute of it.
I'm leaving on my own accord. I could stick around for another 6 years before they kick me out. But the time is right. My family is ready. I have my son at home for a few more years and a grandson just two months out on the horizon. Plus a wife who is ready to reclaim her husband. I've missed more than half of our 24 anniversaries.
Nonetheless, it is a bit strange to say the word retirement. To pack my bags for one last trip...
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