At 78, I Sold Everything and Bought a One-Way Ticket to Reunite with the Love of My Life, but Fate Had Other Plans — Story of the Day
Allison Lewis
Feb 9, 2025
At 78, I sold everything I owned—my apartment, my old pickup truck, even my collection of vinyl records that I had spent years gathering. None of it mattered anymore. Not when Elizabeth had written to me. Her letter arrived one morning, tucked between bills and advertisements, as if it didn’t know how much power it held. “I’ve been thinking of you.” That was all it said. A single sentence that yanked me back decades. I read it three times before I allowed myself to breathe. A letter. From Elizabeth. My
