At 78, I Sold Everything and Bought a One-Way Ticket to Reunite with the Love of My Life, Only for Fate to Have Different Plans
At the age of 78, I decided to change everything. I sold everything I had-my apartment, my old pickup, even my valuable collection of vinyl boards-and I bought a one-way ticket. I thought I was chasing a long -lost dream, the love I once met, but was separated from the decade. But I didn’t expect …