How’d We Get Here?
My Sense of Direction
“I don’t really need the GPS for this trip but I’ll plug it in just in case.” My mother-in-law, Sandi is quite familiar with the predictable explanation I typically offer as we buckle up our seat belts. She gives me a knowing smile and has no issue should a broken U-turn be necessary during our excursion. It’s been eight years now since we moved to Arizona and Sandi was impressed on her most recent visit, commenting to my husband, “She doesn’t need the GPS anymore.” But Jess wasn’t fooled and set her straight: “Do you know how many times we arrive somewhere and Ginny asks, ‘How’d we get here?” Read more