Age, we all age. The young will soon grow old; the old will soon die. Growing old is part of life. We are born, we grow, we die. It is what we do between the birth and death that defines us. For what we do in the middle, the wrong turns, the paths not taken, shape who we are today.

When we come to a certain age in our lives, we have a habit of thinking back. We look back on all those missed opportunities, the wrong choices, and the roads not taken. We daydream what might have been. We try to add that excitement back into our lives. To regain what’s lost and gain what could have been…[READ MORE]


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