Tonight a friend retires at age 55.
How will the people gathered there to celebrate feel about her age?
Happy and ecstatic for her?
Bitter or jealous it’s not them?
We can wish and we can hope, but nothing makes dreams come true faster than these four things:
How can we know for sure?
Guessing our friend doesn’t know for sure, but she’s willing to move forward anyway, with a disproportionately greater sense of hope than the average.