A love note to myself on the occasion of filing for social security benefits when I turn 70

I paid my dues for a long time.  

I was a good citizen, for sure.

I didn't screw anyone over, ever.  

I've always served others first, and never took the first or the last bite until I was certain others were happy with their portion.

When disputes arose, I resolved them by being generous to the other party.  It was cheaper in the end, and always worked, until I met my wife.  Generosity backfired in that significant relationship.  I gave more than I could afford, and it wasn't what my wife needed most...so we failed.  Bad on me...I'm a lot more skilled at relationship management than my wife was, from what I observed.  I could and should have listened better and learned more along the way.

I deserve whatever good things come my way down the road.

It's weird to ask for money back, even though I've paid in the max every year for over 35 years.  So retirement benefits feel like an unusual gift.  Who should I thank for this slight extra (taxable!!!) wind at my back, now that I'm alone, and turning 70 by myself.  

Thanks to Social Security?  I guess?  Thanks to myself?  So many people have made money or careers or supported families off my entrepreneurial energy.  

I am so proud of that!  Other than my parents' gifts and estate settlement, I've never received anything back from anyone.  Love to you Allan and Marion.  You were wonderful beyond words.  You gave me more than I deserved, and I still benefit from your love every day of my life.  

This form letter from SSA.gov may be the most generous birthday card I've ever received.

Weird!!!!