Directions Please

Sometimes in my life, I need directions. 

Evidently, it IS Genetic!

Kid #4 just reminded me of this ~ in more ways than one.

It’s easy to get turned around and head the wrong way.

After being awake most of the night, Kid #4 calls bright and early this morning asking about the Navigation on our cell phones.  Now remember, we are only about 1,200 miles apart.  He is on his way for training, in another city, that has to do with  his job promotion.  In order to avoid heavy morning big-city traffic, he took an alternate route.  Wouldn’t you know it, life happens.  More

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