One stark realization we’ve had in our retirement dream is that what we imagine never happens the way we thought it would.

. It's as if we are in junior high again but of the older adult variety. We aren't old, but we aren't young either. Our bodies go haywire when adjusting between childbearing years and becoming "elderly." What do we do now?

Yet even in our short time on earth, we can trust God's unfailing love for us.

We become our own harshest critic when others’ criticism sinks down deep into our hearts.