I spent ten years treading water as an elementary school teacher before I was able to swim to the shores of retirement. True confession time, when my late husband, Bill was my tremulous fiancée he said, “Dahlin’, you can keep working or you can quit.” It took me less than five seconds to say, “I quit!” I was a prime candidate for high stress just driving to school. Hay trucks weaving and bobbing on a two lane highway at five miles per hour made me forget my Sunday School lessons. Read More→
