It Started When A Woman Walked Into A Bar On A Cruise Ship

had refused.

“I’m eighty, not dead,” she’d told her daughter Catherine. “I can still take a cruise by myself. Besides, you have enough to worry about with the twins starting college.”

In truth, she’d wanted this time alone. Time to think, to remember, to simply be without anyone hovering or worrying or treating her like she might shatter at any moment.continue reading …