What happens when a boomer takes a buy out and discovers his passion and creates a legacy. It comes with your fifties.
For the first time, I was experiencing a reward that wasn't supposed to be hung on a wall or placed into my bank account. And it felt good.
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Not long ago, when someone would ask what I did for a living, I'd say, "I teach, but I once worked in the corporate world." It was as if I was saying, "I used to be somebody, but I'm not anymore." Now, when asked that same question, I simply say, "I am a teacher." That's it. No caveats, no qualifiers, no need to say more.
I Was Out of a Job - And an Identity
Posted by Jill Fallon at January 25, 2006 11:49 PM | Permalink