I have lived in London for three and a half years. I moved from a smaller city in Eastern Ontario after the passing of my parents (both in the same year) More recently my son has come to live with me. My 'previous life' revolved around being a wife, mother, care giver for my aging parents and running a small business. It was a busy and basically rewarding time. I have just past the milestone of living a half-century. I find myself with a life that has few of the old definitions. I am looking towards; if not redefining myself...expanding on those interest that time never seemed to permit earlier on. Here's to the next half century and all the wonders it can hold!