On Friday, my mom retired from Kroger after 35 years. My sister, Kelley, came in from Alaska. My sister, Katie, came in from Louisiana. My brother, Jason, and his wife, Laine, came in from their travels all over the country.
My mom was not expecting Kelley to come in so when she showed up and surprised mom on the back porch after taking a taxi from the airport - it took mom several minutes to gather herself.
The store threw a party for mom at lunch on Friday. Lots of old friends and co-workers came to congratulate her. It was very nice.
We all gathered at the store before quitting time to get some photos of mom cleaning out her locker and clocking out for the last time.
It was all kind of surreal. Mom and Kroger have been a constant part of our life since we were kids. My mom is a tough, Catholic, mid-western farm girl and she's been working crazy hours 6 days a week stocking groceries for way too long. Initially, she was apprehensive about retiring but finally came around in the last couple of months to embrace the idea. We used to always joke with her that she would only leave Kroger in a body bag. "Marta down on aisle 7", we would say.
We are so happy for her and hope that she finds joy and purpose in her new life as a retired person.
Love you mom.
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