Serendipitous Love: #BlogChatter #FridayReflections
This a serendipitous story. Probably one that fairy tales are made of. Once bitten, I was twice shy. In marriage and in love yes. This time my parents were being extra wary, and not treading into this territory after being part of my last debacle. They had left it to me to make my choices. I had met a bunch of blokes the second time on, all by myself. But none fitted the bill. I was a single mother to a…