Trust Me

You hear the words 'trust me'. What are your first thoughts? Personally? I grab my britches. More than once, when I've been told this, I say to myself, self, you are about to get the proverbial screws put to you. It's true. And it happens. Let's have a little fun, I want you to trust me. Seriously. My life began again at 52. Life after 50. Who knew? I moved West, to God's country. Alone. One. This is my story. These are my stories. Welcome.