Grandmother would say, “Life is about choices, dear.” I always felt this was a simple, logical statement. My father’s mother was a singular woman with quiet confidence. She choose a solitary life after her mother, husband and son died all within a three year period. The poise and peacefulness she demonstrated in her decision-making … Continue reading Confluence of Choices
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