Now What?

Now that I am officially finished coaching girls’ basketball, now what? It’s the first time since I retired from teaching eight years ago, that I feel disconnected from something, everything, and that leaves me feeling antsy, restless. I feel like I need another...something. A friend today described it as “...the terminal illness of uselessness.” Amen, brother. I will keep up my writing, but it feels like I need something more.

Yesterday’s blip from the tree had this thought in mind. A flight of low flying geese passed right over me, and the answer was, just keep moving forward.

I will keep my eyes and ears open for the next opportunity.