Ralph Ellison said that "Education is all a matter of building bridges." So is life.
I thought I knew what my retirement would be like, I had it all planned out. But the world changed, and so did my expectations. Things are not better or worse than I anticipated, just different.
This week I will celebrate a birthday and achieve an age that the Beatles turned into a landmark of sorts. While I sometimes
"...knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride.
Doing the garden, digging the weeds..."
I can, and do, "ask for more."
So I have become a bridge, of sorts: connecting with colleagues via social networking sites like Facebook, Twitter, and Plurk; collaborating on projects in Google Docs; interacting with classrooms via Skype. I use what I've learned over the years and learn what they can teach me, in return.
Together, we bridge the past and the present, and work to create the future. We are fellow travelers on a grand adventure.
And we don't burn ANY bridges, we build them and cross them.
"Humber Bridge" by EOS_3