I am absolutely certain I don't want to be volunteering in my retirement to be chopping onions only -- I've done enough onion chopping in my household.
When it starts hurting the head and not just the heart...
I think I must have perfected the art of self-censorship — I stopped before I can even say it.
To find THE cheese or to eat the cheese?
Travel is the best antidote for sadness. Anywhere and everywhere.
There is so much beauty in the imperfections of the frayed soul made whole again.