The Quiet Days After the Farewell Party

When I pictured retirement, I imagined something lighter than working life. I thought my days would open up like a wide road, free of alarms, deadlines, and obligations. After more than forty years of showing up on time, answering to…

Part 1: The Night I Opened the Door

Twenty years ago, I didn’t think of myself as brave or generous. I wasn’t trying to change anyone’s life. I believed I was simply doing what any decent person would do when faced with someone in need. It turns out,…