Jobless and homeless at age 50, I knew I had some serious decisions to make. I could try to pick up where I had left off seven years earlier, or I could create a whole new life—one I had always wanted.
Category: Enlightened Society
The thought of life alone was terrifying. My ex had been my everyday, my meaning, my purpose. His family was my own, his friends, his dreams. I had nothing. No savings, no security, no back-up plan. As discussions began and we considered amicably parti…
Why do so many of us prefer to emulate others rather than to know ourselves?