We Ran Away From Home

In May of 2012 my husband and I ran away from home.  I was 50.  He was 57.   The family was raised; the parents didn’t need us.  Bill was ready to retire. To be honest we just did not need the high blood-pressure life we had been living.  My business required long hours.  The large house required more maintenance than we cared to do.  And why?  We were the classic hamsters spinning on the wheel in our cage.  Our years were slipping away while we were maintaining a house and a yard! So we sold the house, closed the business[…]

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