Why I Started My Morning Blessings:

This blog is not financial at all, as a matter of fact its as far away from financial as one can get.  I love sharing stories or situations that bring a smile to my face with others.

I began writing morning blessings, while thinking of my children during my morning reflections. I realized that at this stage of my life and that of my children there is very little that they need from me or I could give to them.  Once that thought entered my mind; the next step was, what is that little thing I can offer them.

Mussing away while sipping on my morning tea, I thought why not send them a morning greeting.

Without missing a beat, I picked up my cell phone and wrote to my daughters Gillian and Vanessa. I did not plan it nor gave any thought to what I would say to them. I just let it flow.  Here is my first morning greeting to my daughters.

Good morning my dear daughters, how are you today?  It’s another wonderful and amazing day, with some beautiful clouds.  Today I ask God to bless you with joy, peace of mind and sprit.  I bless you with an awesome and amazing day full of love respect and good health.  May all that you pray; hope and wish become a reality. Love, Mom.”

I wanted to send a greeting to my son, but then I thought he would dismiss it, calling it mom and her mumbo jumbo. So I kept on sending the greetings to the girls.

Mr. Fate worked his plan; one day, I accidentally sent the message to the girls on the family group. Within seconds, I got a reply from my son telling me “I am not one of your daughters.” Then my sister and niece text back. “What about us?” Okay I thought it’s very easy to include my sister and my niece.  My son was another matter. I left it alone.

I decided it would be best to personalized the blessings to each person making it special.

One morning I choose to put my toes in the waters to test my son’s reaction. I sent him a small generic note with not too much mumbo jumbo.  I knew he received and read it but he did not make any comments.  The following weeks I slowly but gingerly began dipping my entire self in the water. Still no replies or comments. Not a bite from the shark.

I continued sending the morning blessings to my family including my son.   I added my Goddaughter, two of my previous assistants, and two young ladies I mentor.  This brought the total to 10.

One morning after sending the blessings, I received the following text from my son.

“You know, what you are doing with these messages is setting a standard. NOW, the day you forget to send these messages, you are going to get yelled at! Fore warned is fair warned.”

When I read his message I began laughing hysterically, thinking great, I hit the jackpot.  He loves it. He loves getting those morning blessings.  That made my day.  I touched him where it mattered.  I shouted aloud “BINGO.”

I realized that I had I found a tiny way to continue to connect with those I love everyday in a different way.

Many times I am asked what do I do since I retired.  Well friends this is one of the many things I do.

There are hundreds of reasons why I love being retired. The top is the freedom to muse  and to put those musings in words.

Love you all, I mean it.




My friend called very early this morning. Not to say hello, or to find out how I am doing. She called to vent. It began with her telling me how bored she has been since she retired. These were her exact words. “Don’t you just hate being retired? Well I do and I want to find a job.” After taking a few deep breaths, I told her I heard this from you before. “Remember, when we were both employed, you also hated working. In those days, you always said you couldn’t wait to retire. Well now you are. Back then you were wishing to be retired. Now you are retired, you are wishing you were working. There is no pleasing you.” “Well she said I am getting my resume redone and I am going to find a job.” My reply was. “It looks like your mind is made up, so good luck with that. Right now I am about to make a cup of some fancy coffee put my foot up and read a sultry romance novel.” I knew, by saying that I would send her into a tizzy, which it did. She said, since I have retired I am crazy, and hung up on me.

Although she ended the call, I could not get the conversation off my mind. I began to reflect on those cold winter mornings when I had to drive to work in snowstorms and expected to get to work on time. Then there were those glorious summer days when all I really wanted to do, was to putter around in my garden all day. All I could do was give the garden a sad look and off to work, I went.   Now I am free to peep through the curtains on those bitterly cold days, hug myself and go back to bed or sit and read a good book with a cup of tea or coffee. Needless to say, on the summer days I am out in the garden from morning till dusk.

My Question is. Why when you are retired you are constantly asked what are you intending to do to be kept busy?   A statement about how bored you are going to be immediately follows the question. I really don’t get it. Everyone is so concern about your level of boredom. Why do you have to be kept busy? For years, you were paid a salary to be busy, now you are paid a pension not to be busy.   I no longer have a to do list. I now have a list of all the things I don’t want to do.

What I have learnt since I retired is to take time to relax. When there are long lines at the supermarket I smile and take a look around. I peruse through the latest tabloid magazines and chuckle at all the outlandish stuff in them. I do not have to explain to anyone why I am late coming back from lunch.   I only make appointments from 12pm to 3pm. Gone are the days of very early or late appointments to accommodate my work schedule. I go to long leisurely monthly lunches with my girlfriends; sometimes we do a late lunch and an early movie.

I can only hope that my friend will find a way to enjoy her retirement or find a new purpose in her life. Maybe for her, she needs to have the routine of going somewhere each and every day. That might work for her. For me, complete retirement is best.

I am absolutely certain that my friend, after reading this blog will call to tell me off, but it’s okay that’s what friends are for.

I love being retired and truly embrace the control, I have over my what, where, when, why, and who. Think of it, God created the world in six days and retired. I never heard of God working again. Have you? If it’s good for God, it’s good for me.

Happy retirement.