How many times a day does one have to be informed of the stock market report or the weather forecast? Seems like once a day might be plenty. It is hard to stay focused on enjoying the birds in the sky or the smell of the flowers when one’s attention is constantly being jerked about.

The Men I Knew: A Rear-View Reflection | Sixty And…
This is the most painful and raw story I have written to date – across all my blogs, interviews, and essays. Not because it is dramatic, but because it is vulnerable and honest. Some truths, once fully seen, can no longer be avoided. Never Married I have never been married.


