What If I Am Just Not Supposed To Do This?
Another vehicle has bitten the dust on the eve of a tour. Is this the universe, once again, telling me to quit?
When I got the news about my car, I was standing in the bright afternoon sunshine of an otherwise glorious day in mid-May. It was Friday. The birds were chirping. My daughter Maddie had just graduated from her nail technician program, and we were all still beaming with pride and excitement for her.
I had missed the initial call from my mechanic while on…
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