I hadn’t decided if I’d lost my mind. I needed time to determine that and so far, there hadn’t been any. I left Richmond, Virginia, on Thanksgiving and was officially addressless. And single. At 51. Now I was driving south to the Florida Panhandle with visions of sitting on the beach trying to …
Fresh Squeezed Love
During my drive south, I passed a family on the side of the road. Their car was pulled over, doors wide open to a fallowed field where it's previous inhabitants were dancing, jumping, and waving their arms. Dad was looking on with a face that radiated happiness at the pure joy he was seeing through …
Traveling Leaves You Speechless…
...Then turns you into a storyteller. …
