

The Value of Enemies
There’s a new novel out titled, “The Kindness of Enemies” and I wish I’d thought of that title first! At thirty I didn’t have any enemies and never thought I would. At thirty-eight, as my first husband went from friend to foe, in what seemed like minutes, I had my first enemy and hated it. I was shocked and appalled because I hadn’t remembered my parents having any enemies. I just thought nice people didn’t. It wasn’t until 50 plus that I truly embraced the thought that stic