At 67, I Took My First Trip to Malta and Chose to Say “Yes” to Everything – I Never Imagined I’d Find Love Again

First, I told her about Malta.

The food.

The water.

The terrible map.

Then I gave her Michael’s letter.

My daughter cried.

Then she became angry.

Then she asked whether I wished I had never gone.

“No,” I said.

That surprised both of us.

I started therapy.

I joined a walking group.

I took a cooking class and ruined an entire tray of pastries.

I said yes to things continue reading …