Posted on 10/31/2009 12:54:50 PM PDT by Ge0ffrey
Are there any freepers currently retired in Mexico who could offer advice on how to retire in Mexico at age 52?
excerpt from interesting blog: The Horrible Shortness of Life
I'm not going to dwell on this because I prefer positive thoughts, but how much more life have you got? Of course no one knows exactly, but let's say you make it through to your early seventies in good health, how far off is that? How many years? How much retirement is that going to give you?
When you are working, the weeks fly past, the months and years vanish. One moment your kids are babies, now they have careers and their own families. Time appears to go so fast when you are working and it accelerates as you get older. The antidote is to do things. When you fill your life with interesting experiences you make the clock run slower. You feel more satisfied too.
One of my best friends found this out, far too late unfortunately. He ran a small business, taking some tough knocks along the way. But he battled on. Then I became aware that he was taking many short holidays. He went to Amsterdam with his wife and sat in a hash cafe and smoked some dope. The same year they went to New Orleans, later Spain.
Then one day he had a fatal heart attack, aged 52, poor guy. You've heard the phrase, 'Life's a bitch, then you die'. That was sadly true for Gilbert.
My mother always said she was going to write a book about birds, having been keen on the subject all her life. But by the time she retired in England, it was too late. I don´t want to be in that situation. If you feel the same, let this article be your wake-up call.
ya think maybe experimenting with drugs might have brought on some heart trouble?.....nah......
did your grandparents have any influence on you?...mine did.....and to not have them would have been horrible....
but that's just us....
List?
I retired at age 54, if you can do it at 52, go for it.
Mexico? Real Estate in East St. Louis is inexpensive, might as well move there and be killed by U.S. hoodlums.
Its funny you bring that point up. I argue with one of my coworkers about this exact thing when the subject of jobs comes up. Let me put it this way - When I was growing up my father was a career soldier. We lived every three years in a different place - Vietnam (yep I was there as a military dependent), Philippines, Germany several times, and stateside normally San Antonio.
My grandparents lived in New York which was not in the normal scheme of army rotations for my father at that time. So my mother did the visit thing with the grandparents. We spent a month each summer with our grandparents and learned to love the finger lakes area of New York. I feel my grandfather had a huge impact on me because he had me all alone for a month. He was retired and he and I went everywhere and did everything for a month each summer. All the other kids got their month also but it was always special to me - it wasn’t “oh its Saturday - lets go to grandpas house.” Half the adventure was getting there from where ever the family was living at the time.
If you lived in Costa Rica - you could afford to fly to see the grandkids several times a year and make it special each time. Fly to wherever they live, rent a car and you and the kid take off for a week to a national park, famous battle site, or just hang around and see what they are up to.
I personally feel that it was one of the best upbringings a child could have - I have truly been there and done that and the funny part is now after my career in the military and my parents both gone - I wish I had more time with them.
Drugs? I don’t drink, smoke, or take drugs. My body is a temple of the Holy Spirit.
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