Several years have passed and regrets of losing my wallet are gone. But the memory of an elderly woman in black moving every so slowly along the water’s edge remains as if etched in stone.
Chasing Horizons: A Journey Worth Taking | Sixty And Me
If we were the pilots of our own flight of life’s fulfillment and meaning, would the Universe choose who would accompany us on our journey? Let’s see. There would be a flight crew, a co-pilot, passengers, the occasional hijacker, terrorist, and a ground crew that would keep us safely soaring
