Hi friend, I recall the day when I was driving on the freeway, heading home from a doctor’s appointment in my rental car. It was later in the afternoon, the start of commuter traffic in Southern California. Traffic was thickening and both hands had a death grip on the steering wheel. I felt my entire body tense even more. Then all cars came to a halt. My heart felt like it was in my throat as I applied the brakes. As I watched from my rear-view mirror, the car behind me closing the space between us, I wondered if he’d stop in time. He did.
Pride in the Invisible Progress
Pride in the Invisible Progress
Pride in the Invisible Progress
Hi friend, I recall the day when I was driving on the freeway, heading home from a doctor’s appointment in my rental car. It was later in the afternoon, the start of commuter traffic in Southern California. Traffic was thickening and both hands had a death grip on the steering wheel. I felt my entire body tense even more. Then all cars came to a halt. My heart felt like it was in my throat as I applied the brakes. As I watched from my rear-view mirror, the car behind me closing the space between us, I wondered if he’d stop in time. He did.