It wasn't until I was 33 and wanted to go to cooking school that I found passion for learning. While others needed socialization or philosophy or life learning, I only needed to know the secrets to a perfect bernaise. He was the college boyfriend, after my high school dream boyfriend left. Then she said, "Randy, Randy Kline died." At about four in the afternoon, I emailed my original bridesmaids and my dear friend that caught my wedding bouquet and said, "I'm almost widowed."

Source: Huffington Post September 03, 2016 01:52 UTC