A woman's work is never done unless . . . You're fired! No, I quit!
I was relieved of my duties as the wife after 56 years of marriage before that ''til death do us part' detail kicked in.
I made a plan. Life began. First, I cleaned out my mental attic and dusted off my stored fantasies of all the things I wanted to do and where I wanted to go. Then I wrote about what I know, seeing life more clearly and not through the eyes of another.