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

second, I remembered overhearing him there.

“No surprises,” he said.

“Good.”

“No hidden plans.”

“Better.”

“I would like to spend whatever time we have left traveling between your home and mine.”

I looked at him.

“Is that a proposal?”

“It’s a question.”

That difference mattered.

I said yes.

Not because I had promised to say yes to everything.

That promise belonged continue reading …