Have you ever?

Have you ever laid out on the grass, staring up at the sky, feeling the green blades poke through your clothing, wondering what the future will bring?


Or warmed yourself on a sun-soaked bench under a white-capped sky, wondering where your future lies?


I have.

I do.

Last week I saw my future in a news story on the Internet. It read:

A 107-year-old woman says she is ready to marry for the 23rd time because she fears her current husband might leave her for a younger woman.