Letting Go

Taking long drives is one of my passions. It doesn’t matter if I’m alone or with someone else. Either way, I feel renewed as the highway unspools behind me. Traveling lets me divide my life into small, manageable sections, like a timeline of events that’s always moving forward.

This weekend Husband and Ireturned from a teaching trip to Western Virginia, which is one of the places of my heart. I confess that it’s always a little painful to leave behind the Blue Ridge mountains for the flatl...