On September 1, 2011, I was forced to retire from my job that I loved and had defined me for more than 25 years. I was a school bus driver and the school board demanded retirement at 70.
After ignoring what was coming, I was forced to stare at it, face on. I was not ready and railed at the school board, writing letters to various people on the board, and not getting a reply. I finally had to admit that I could not get over this ""loss" without help.
I went to one session with a counselor, and then I was able move on. While working as a school bus driver, I mentored children for 20 years. Now that I am not involved in the daily life of the school, my heart has gone out of mentoring and this is the first year that I haven't done it.
Right now I am like a ship without a rudder, and I don't know what I want to do to change it. I wish there was a magic button I could press and it would tell me how to fill my empty days with a meaningful solution.