The Idea Becomes Real to Me

I have been saying the word ten years a lot lately. Ten years as a bookstore owner. I went from middle age to more middle age (60 is the new 50) So, why would I want to open a store during middle age where I am supposed to be thinking about knitting and reading and grandchildren. I have said many times that the Red Sea always parted for me when I needed it. Maybe there is a little bit of a "calling" because I cannot, for my life, understand how this happened. Walking down memory lane with me means so much because you, the customer, have carried me through this journey.