I was born a few minutes after midnight in 1946 in Bay City, Michigan about a year after the end of World War II. My birthday is in two days and I've been trying to wrap my head around my age with the full knowledge that the sands in my hour glass are getting few and fewer and are moving faster and faster.
I've had days where I wish I could rejoin the workforce to give my life more meaning and purpose. I looked for it in volunteer service, like being an in-prison volunteer, working with international students at MSU and delivering Meals On Wheels in our old neighborhood in Lansing. My wife and I have travelled some and have passports with some fun stamps.
But there's still a gnawing that I haven't rung the right bell yet in my senior citizen experience.
As I look over the past decades, I go back to a constant question. So what? I've pulled out pictures and mementos from the past and I ask myself about what difference did I make in each of these activities I was involved with. What did I learn? Did I learn anything worth passing onto others?
Can anything I've learned be used as a teaching tool? Do you have any teaching tools from your life experience?