I suppose my answer to this question is the phase that lasted for about 48 years was the most difficult to say goodbye to. That phase was my working years. I started that phase when I entered the workforce after graduating from college until I retired in 2016.
When I was working I never had a problem answering the question, “What do you do for a living?” I was always quick to answer and to go into whatever amount of detail about my work than the questioner could tolerate. I never answered that I was a husband and a father, even though being a husband and a father were important parts of who I was. I was proud of what I did for a living, ineas good at what I did for a living, and I allowed what I did to essentially define who I was.
So after I finally retired in 2016, when asked what I do for a living, I would hem and haw and finally say something like, “I’m retired now, but before I retired I used to….”
If pressed about what I do now that I’m retired, I answer, “Oh you know. This, that, and the other.”