The boxes, each filled to the brim, took up half the floor space of my living room. The inventory was varied: Baseball gloves, motocross riding attire, old gaming consoles, year-books, photo albums. . .
Some of you might recall that I am a self-professed ‘dream killer’ as I have written about it countless times here in my column. If you ask my opinion on something, I am the person that will give . . .
I am not sure who needs to hear this but your wedding rings belong on your finger. They don’t belong beside the sink, beside the bed, in your jewelry box or in the cupboard beside your toothbrush.. . .