Day Twelve – Eavesdropping and silver linings

It gets harder to make friends as you get older. Especially when you get to be my age — what I like to call “coot.”  The kids are out of the house and Donna has been gone for 3 years.  I had my soccer games up until a few weeks ago and my Euchre that… Continue reading Day Twelve – Eavesdropping and silver linings