I would always meet new people when I went out solo. Which I did often. Of course, this was back when going out alone did not mean sitting alone while communicating with 847 people you weren’t actually with. This was also before cell phones became an extension of our hands. Back then, you actually talked …
I’ve been thinking. Could finding joy and love be the real key to longevity? When I say love, I don’t necessarily mean finding the love of your life. You can love anything. A career. A hobby. A cause. Your grandchildren. Painting. Gardening. Music. Writing. (Reading Kay’s posts!) Dancing. Volunteering. Learning. Whatever makes you lose track …