Our Lives in Only Four Words

Last Thursday night, my husband, the kids and I drove up California Interstate 5, San Francisco bound, late into the early morning -- kids fast asleep in the backseat. It took nearly eight hours with three stops.  But we finally rolled onto my mother-in-law's driveway at a perky 2:30am. The garage door opened with a familiar hum against the … Continue reading Our Lives in Only Four Words