Shania Twain’s Son Eja Has Grown Into a Musician With a Style of His Own

words brought back memories of Danny, my childhood sweetheart. When we were fifteen,

he promised that if I ever reached sixty, he would give me sixty sunflowers—one for every year. I laughed at the promise, never imagining how deeply I would remember it.

That summer, Danny died unexpectedly in an accident. I carried his memory quietly for forty-five continue reading …