Thankful for my Girls

Yesterday I had the privilege of driving my daughter-in-law to Montpelier, Vermont, and back. Eight hours in a van together. I’m not going to lie, I was slightly nervous about that much time alone, just sitting, doing nothing. I wondered if we would have enough to talk about. Would it be awkward? I even put a stack of cd’s in the van, just in case.

I had nothing to worry about.  Continue reading