Our Lessons From history

My daughter and I spent the New Year in Venice, Italy. Those of you who have visited my website might remember
that Venice is where my marriage finally fell apart. 

The then husband threw yet another temper tantrum and I
finally recognized I had a choice. Either I would stay in the marriage, lose
what little strength I had and be resoundingly miserable anytime, any place,
anywhere,
or I could leave and be free to have as much pleasure in my life
as anyone else had; starting with Venice. 

‘Old history’, you might say. Yes, and…

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