Life’s fires, big or small, have a way of derailing us. Fires cannot burn forever; they need material and air to keep going. Once they are out, we can clean up the mess, adapt to the changes it brought and move on.

My Granny used to say the years go faster the older you get. I didn’t really know what she meant until recently.

Advice – it comes in all forms, typically by the bucket load when you didn’t even ask for any. Or maybe you did ask, but the response was...

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