You Fell in Love With the Beach. Now What?
There is an old saying that goes: “Once your feet touch the sand on Jekyll Island, you will always return.” Well, I think it goes for all our gorgeous beaches here in the Golden Isles. There must be some truth to it, because a large part of our coastal population migrated here after retirement to enjoy the fruits of their labors. They do this by basking in our golden sunshine, enjoying picturesque scenery, and the much slower pace at which we locals tend to move.
The question of care often arises for retirees who have relocated great distances from their still-working adult children, who live in various cities across the country. We no longer live in an agrarian society where land is tilled, tended and passed down the generations. This cultural change offers an exponential amount of freedom to retirees. Gone for them are the days of hitting the snooze button a few times before punching the clock. Every day feels like the weekend when you retire to the beach!
Retirees are free to spend their days with no obligations to anything other than what they choose as long as their bodies can keep up. So, what happens when a hip gives out, or Mom seems more forgetful? Was there a plan made in advance for the inevitable part of this human experience?