Remember being the youngest one in every team you joined? You'd glance around,
feeling like the newbie, only to wake up one day and find yourself as the oldest in the
group. Time sure does some somersaults, doesn't it? A coworker and I were mulling
over this oddity during a coffee break, and she shared a story about her great aunt.
Even in her late 80s, her great aunt felt just as spry as she did in her youth, often
surprised by the aged reflection staring back at her. This anecdote got me thinking –
how does our enduring inner youthfulness shape our perception of retirement?
For the longest time, retirement seemed like a vague, distant concept. We knew we had
to financially prepare for it, but it was so shrouded in uncertainty that it was easy to think
there was plenty of time. Fast forward, and suddenly you're there, staring at the mirror,
pondering all the 'should haves':

• "I should have saved more."
• "I should have looked for a better job."
• "Maybe I should've invested in real estate....