These days I have a new routine.
I arise out of my nighttime slumber at 4:30 a.m. in order to be at the boardwalk in Rehoboth for my morning walk before the sun rises.
I love it.
Where has this been the four years since I retired to lower Delaware?
Each morning is different. I remember asking my friend Jack Dawson, who lives on the Delaware Bay in a magnificent house, if ever got tired of the view. Sitting in his living room you feel like you're on an ocean liner. All you see is water. Jack's answer was short and succinct. "Never!"
"Ron, there is always something different going on in the bay. There are the change of seasons. Some mornings the water is choppy. Other mornings it is as smooth as glass. And, of course, the birds always provide a constant source of entertainment."
I was fortunate enough to stay at Jack's home while my house was being built in 2006. Jack and his wife Judy (a former classmate) were in Florida for the winter at their condo. Jack was right, the view of the water never gets old. You never take it for granted. There is "always something going on."
This fact is a discovery I made since I began making a daily trip early in the morning to walk on the boardwalk. Not only is there the Atlantic Ocean, there are the people. What a parade of people. Of course I am now one of THEM. But what the hey?
There was something missing in my life since I moved to Delaware four years ago. I thought it was the lack of friends. Oh, I have a few but I thought I would be the toast of the town. Alas, those days are long behind me as I've aged to my present age of 68 years. Maybe it's a combination of my personality and age. I don't know. What I do know is that I now feel a fulfillment that I haven't felt in a long while.