Dear reader: I don’t know where you are in this retirement experience – enjoying it, dreading it, denying you’re in it, can’t wait for it? But if you’re like me you definitely find it puzzling. Which is what I’ll be writing about from time to time under this post My So-Called Retirement. I hope you weigh in because as always, when it comes to change and challenge, we need each other.

The word retirement definitely has image problems. Google “retirement” or look it up in the dictionary and you’ll see a basic definition: withdrawal from one’s position or occupation.

It follows, then, that to be retired is to be withdrawn, in retreat, backed off, removed. On the outside. Synonyms for retire include: to stop, adjourn and to dispose of, as in, “She retired her white zip-up boots.” Then there is “retire” referring to a type of behavior – meaning overly modest, often linked by the adjective “shy,” as in, “He yearned for the days of shy, retiring women.”

Look, too, at what the media does with the word. In a story about Harrison Ford’s movie career still going strong at age 67 the headline read: “Ford says he’s not retiring, still feels useful on set.” So what does that say about being retired? That you are no longer useful?

So far, my favorite alternative is “jubilada,” the Spanish word for retired.

Other synonyms for retirement include: ending, termination, seclusion, hibernation, rustication, solitude, obscurity. When connected with a graphic image, there is often a picture of a hammock suspended between palm trees.

The hammock is a nice time-out image, but do you want to spend the rest of your life in one? Feeling terminated, rusticated and obscure? Of course, that might seem perfectly glorious to people. But for me and I suspect for many the word retired and its stereotypes don’t fit.

And so we make efforts to tweak the R-word. Martha, a minister emeritus, tells people she is on a “re-adventure.” When I asked on Facebook for alternative words for retired, I got suggestions like: rewired, released, renewed, rejuvenated, revised, remodeled, recycled. There’s also recalculated, like what your GPS does when sensing a detour.

If you look for books on retirement you’ll recognize attempts to gloss up the image by referring to retirement as “the third age,” or “the encore years.”

So far my favorite alternative is jubilada, the Spanish word for retired. It sounds like well, …jubilant. Euphoric, elated, giddy with freedom.

And some people are.

My very smart sister-in-law retired last year from teaching elementary and middle school and is delighted to be done. She took her car to get serviced and sat next to a woman with a fat stack of papers she was grading. “I don’t miss that,” she said.

I met a woman who used to be with the FBI and adores retirement. The image, the word, all of it. She spent her working years being refined, she said. “But now I get to be outrageous.”

But then I asked a friend, who retired to Mexico how she was enjoying her new freedom.
“I spent all my life thinking only about wanting free time. I must have thought I had a million things to accomplish. Now I’m not sure what they were.”

But yes, she does prefer to call herself “jubilada” rather than retired.

Tags: Boomer_women, Juicy_Tomatoes, retirement, Susan_Swartz

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